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I’m settled, you bring him in. And please stay with me. I don’t want to kill the man and have to go to jail for it. I have no idea why he’s still trying to find my Addie after all this time. Do you? The man is a fool if you ask me.” Bentley shook his head and smiled at her. “You’re up to something. What is it?”
    “You have heard that she is all right and it shows on your face. It makes you feel better, doesn’t it?” It did too. Hearing from that young man yesterday had made her do a little dance in the kitchen. Then she’d had Bentley call him back and tell him to get her out of the place she was in. There were ears everywhere in her house, and she’d not have Addie hurt because of Delaney and his misguided attempts at getting her back. “Shall I have tea for the two of you, or will he not be here that long?”
    “We’ll let him hang himself today. But I swear to you, should he get on my nerves today, I won’t be responsible for what happens. Have you heard from that man at his place? Fred Snyder?” Bentley flushed, and she smiled at him. “I’m an old woman, Bentley, and have heard a little about men.”
    “Mr. Delaney has had sex with him recently. Fred is…he is becoming very sick of the man and wishes to leave his employment. The women are fine, he says, but not Delaney. What shall we do?” Evie wasn’t surprised to hear that about Delaney. The man was sick and had to take drugs too. She knew a great deal about the man that no one else was privy to. “He wishes to quit, and I can’t say that I blame him.”
    “Send a car for him. Tell him to meet the car at…I don’t know, you arrange that part. Have him go to the house in Paris. He should be safe there until this is over. The butler there passed on a few weeks ago, and I’ve not even looked into replacing him.” Bentley told her he’d take care of it as soon as Mr. Delaney left. “No. Now. He can cool his heels. I just wish it was raining on his sorry ass.”
    Ten minutes later Fred had his arrangements set and Evie was in her parlor. A wooden tea trolley had been set up, and the camera’s that had been set up in this room without her permission were staring right at her. She was going to take care of those too when Joel left. The nerve of the little pisser to spy on her. Soon, she kept telling herself. Soon she’d be talking face to face with her little Addie.
    “Mrs. English-Simon. I thought you’d forgotten about me.” She told him she’d tried, but he kept coming back. “I wish I knew why you disliked me so much. Whatever have I done to you? We’re going to be related by marriage as soon as I find—”
    “Cut the shit, Delaney. I don’t dislike you at all. I loathe you. What do you want? And if this is about my Addie, then you’re wasting your time. Again. I’ve told you that I don’t know where she is, and nothing has changed since yesterday.” He sat down and leaned against the back of her sofa like he owned the place. “What do you want now?”
    “I’ve come to ask you again where you have her hidden. And I will continue to do so until I get her back where she belongs. I know that you have something to do with her being gone. I don’t know how yet, but I’ll find out. And when I do, there will be hell to pay. By both of you.” She only stared at him and sipped her tea. “She’s going to be my wife. Come hell or high water, I’m going to marry her and then fuck her. You should know that I always get what I want.”
    “Do you?” Evie looked at Bentley, and he nodded to her. “Do you really? And the woman you wanted several weeks ago? Did you get her? Or the man from three nights ago? Did he come to you willingly, or did you have to pay him after you raped him in the back of your limo?”
    Delaney paled and sat up straighter on the couch when Bentley handed him a thick file, filled with all sorts of photos…all of them of Delaney and all of them with him and some other person in a compromising