I’m sure there are many women who would kill their lover if they found him cheating. And some who would then turn their weapon on themselves.” Her eyes narrowed. “I will give you time to think as I would prefer not to ruin my lovely party by calling the authorities about a murder suicide committed by an American woman who caught her lover with me.”
I had to hand it to her. As far as blackmail went, that was a good threat, and I had no doubt she'd follow through with it.
She gestured toward me as she spoke. “My men will escort you to a room where you can think about my offer.”
“And what are you going to do?” I didn't really want to know the answer.
“I am going to speak to Gavin in private.” She smiled at me. “I hope when we meet again later, we will both be satisfied with the conclusions that have been reached.”
I hadn't thought I could hate someone as much as I hated Gavin's previous partner, Howard, but Alizee had managed to top him. I didn't resist as the guards approached me. No good would come from trying to fight them off. I had to be smart about this if I wanted to get Gavin and me out of here in one piece. I just hoped I was smart enough to outwit the bitch.
Chapter 9
Gavin
I tried to be subtle about looking around for Carrie, but I wasn't sure I fooled the old couple I was talking to. They were nice enough, but I was starting to get a bit worried. Carrie said she was going to the restroom, but unless there was a crazy long line, she'd been gone for too long. I caught a pause in the conversation and excused myself.
I headed toward the bathroom, but didn't get far before I saw Alizee walking my way. Her expression was serious and I felt a surge of concern for Carrie. Had something happened to her?
“Gavin, please come with me.” Alizee gave me a sweet smile that didn't go to her eyes.
“Have you seen Carrie?” I didn't expect her to answer honestly, but I had to try, even if just to see what she said.
“I need to speak with you about your girlfriend.”
That didn't sound good, which meant I wasn't sure what was going on. As much as I hated it, I knew I needed to hear what she had to say.
“Lead the way.”
She walked away from the main room, taking a turn down an empty hallway. Halfway down the hall, she opened a door and went inside. She didn't say anything or even motioned for me to follow, but I did anyway. I hated knowing she expected it of me, but this wasn't really the time or place to be taking a stand, not when Carrie could be in trouble.
We were standing in a library. A fireplace on one wall, but it wasn't lit. All around it and lining the other walls were bookshelves filled with volume after volume of classics, most of which I assumed were first editions. This was the kind of library rich people had to show off how wealthy they were, not to store books for the pleasure of reading. These books probably never left the shelves.
“Where's Carrie?” I asked, sick of Alizee's games.
“I’m afraid your little lover is in some trouble,” Alizee said. Her smile was more pleased than seductive, but I could see lust in it. “Seems she was caught trying to steal a diamond bracelet of mine. Naughty girl.”
I glared at her. “What the hell have you done?”
“Nothing.”
Such a worldly woman should not be able to speak in such an innocent tone.
“Alizee, if this is about what happened between us...”
“This is about just that,” she said. She walked around me and closed the door. “Because I always get what I want, and you did not cooperate.”
“So because I didn't fuck you, you're going to accuse my girlfriend of stealing a bracelet?” I stared at her. “Are you really that petty?”
“Petty?” She laughed as she moved closer, putting less than an inch between us. “I prefer to think of myself as creatively motivated.”
“You know what, Alizee, I'm going to call your bluff,” I said, exasperated. I'd had enough. “Whatever lies and threats
I had to hand it to her. As far as blackmail went, that was a good threat, and I had no doubt she'd follow through with it.
She gestured toward me as she spoke. “My men will escort you to a room where you can think about my offer.”
“And what are you going to do?” I didn't really want to know the answer.
“I am going to speak to Gavin in private.” She smiled at me. “I hope when we meet again later, we will both be satisfied with the conclusions that have been reached.”
I hadn't thought I could hate someone as much as I hated Gavin's previous partner, Howard, but Alizee had managed to top him. I didn't resist as the guards approached me. No good would come from trying to fight them off. I had to be smart about this if I wanted to get Gavin and me out of here in one piece. I just hoped I was smart enough to outwit the bitch.
Chapter 9
Gavin
I tried to be subtle about looking around for Carrie, but I wasn't sure I fooled the old couple I was talking to. They were nice enough, but I was starting to get a bit worried. Carrie said she was going to the restroom, but unless there was a crazy long line, she'd been gone for too long. I caught a pause in the conversation and excused myself.
I headed toward the bathroom, but didn't get far before I saw Alizee walking my way. Her expression was serious and I felt a surge of concern for Carrie. Had something happened to her?
“Gavin, please come with me.” Alizee gave me a sweet smile that didn't go to her eyes.
“Have you seen Carrie?” I didn't expect her to answer honestly, but I had to try, even if just to see what she said.
“I need to speak with you about your girlfriend.”
That didn't sound good, which meant I wasn't sure what was going on. As much as I hated it, I knew I needed to hear what she had to say.
“Lead the way.”
She walked away from the main room, taking a turn down an empty hallway. Halfway down the hall, she opened a door and went inside. She didn't say anything or even motioned for me to follow, but I did anyway. I hated knowing she expected it of me, but this wasn't really the time or place to be taking a stand, not when Carrie could be in trouble.
We were standing in a library. A fireplace on one wall, but it wasn't lit. All around it and lining the other walls were bookshelves filled with volume after volume of classics, most of which I assumed were first editions. This was the kind of library rich people had to show off how wealthy they were, not to store books for the pleasure of reading. These books probably never left the shelves.
“Where's Carrie?” I asked, sick of Alizee's games.
“I’m afraid your little lover is in some trouble,” Alizee said. Her smile was more pleased than seductive, but I could see lust in it. “Seems she was caught trying to steal a diamond bracelet of mine. Naughty girl.”
I glared at her. “What the hell have you done?”
“Nothing.”
Such a worldly woman should not be able to speak in such an innocent tone.
“Alizee, if this is about what happened between us...”
“This is about just that,” she said. She walked around me and closed the door. “Because I always get what I want, and you did not cooperate.”
“So because I didn't fuck you, you're going to accuse my girlfriend of stealing a bracelet?” I stared at her. “Are you really that petty?”
“Petty?” She laughed as she moved closer, putting less than an inch between us. “I prefer to think of myself as creatively motivated.”
“You know what, Alizee, I'm going to call your bluff,” I said, exasperated. I'd had enough. “Whatever lies and threats
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