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?399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLIgKokww1P
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. 399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzEwqDONrKL
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDBPR6bR1mp
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyuaTmMzaa1
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTnopL2MeSA
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.399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Vj5UP3IKu
"Yes, Isabelle."399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp1wMphv0Ae
"Sir, I have some bad news."399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFpHQMYv66e
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQLCIO6tIzK
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJKQk3aXFDO
"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.....399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaKdrrcMHQ9
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6SOAqnjitN
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyzrmkHM1O7
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSTw5ALWffa
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 399Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHEmfLw2qb
