BY 2:20 A.M., DELANNOY was at his wits' end. He had very clearly told Coralie that he wanted a call to his private cell phone when the task had been completed. What part of that had she not understood?446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsm4lOtXO2G
He nursed his Scotch, his cell phone in his other hand. He sat in his love seat and pondered his future. It'd be bright, after this. He'd had all kinds of aspirations of climbing the ladder at the Ministry of Justice and Liberty, but he'd never dreamed of the good fortune that would befall him when Mischa Barton walked into his life.
But dammit, she'd been difficult. If only she'd confessed, she could have lived. This was, ultimately, her own doing. 446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYhcloCdA82
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqQs3S7K9aj
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡADvyH8uiw7
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡouhgQfxbcQ
The administrative commander who went by the nickname Liz. Sure. Coralie must have forgotten to call. But no matter now. They'd found Mischa, obliviously. Someone had turned on the security camera and found her swinging from the ceiling by a bed strap. And now they were dutifully calling the warden.446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3bvJUB9GxL
"Yes, Isabelle."446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPxD0Xyt1uO
"Sir, I have some bad news."446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyU9CoXY3WE
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFH89JQ2QL5
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNybgfZ5kJ1
"I see," he said. "Tell me what's happened." How calm and commanding he sounded. A leader in control during a time of crisis. No doubt for this prisoner there would be inquiries tomorrow morning, and he'd accommodate the media by making himself available for them. He'd already picked out the suit and tie he'd wear, a new orange Hermes tie.....446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTe1IFqXi3l
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwZ4vg78M9F
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOvyTRetCJP
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOWD7i5tDh6
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 446Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQmAbWX4z5O
