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?370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgPQrjoJSe9
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. 370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6m5YJ80R6T
He jumped as his phone rang. But not his cell. His landline. His home phone was ringing?370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoGK5HYCOEC
He picked up the phone in the bedroom. "Hello?" he cautiously answered in French. He looked at his reflection n the dresser mirror.370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTMiiOipQ2c
"Sir, this is Isabelle, the AC on duty right now."370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuQfUD9dTWq
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.370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKXnho5Lmqy
"Yes, Isabelle."370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxOjFtV88G8
"Sir, I have some bad news."370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr9jwYhPEVS
And Delannoy would be sure to treat it as such. Shock, indignation, the works. 370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzvg1SOP0c4
"It's Mischa Barton, sir."370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKsyV0aYt67
"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.....370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhweBgWuXG0
As he listened to Isabelle, his blood went cold.370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1qhWEjQoel
He closed his eyes and felt a catch in his throat, tension immediately forming above his eyes.370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVxDI1lNRet
"Tell me----you're joking," he said to his hand.370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbOLPE0GJrK
It was a moment before he realized that he'd dropped the phone. 370Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Ge2Rxpfvj
