Capítulo 225: Chapter 225: Darkroom

One benefit to Fleur vanishing and Philip taking a hike? I quickly moved Grace into the room vacated by the photojournalist and handed over the keys of the annex to the decorators who moved on the place like their lives depended on it and just in time.

I did one last sweep of the vacated rooms, surprised to find Fleur King's card on the floor under Philip's dresser. What was he doing with it? I really needed to track her down, not to mention the now absent Blackstone liaison. He'd vanished from town without a trace, from what I could tell. And so far any attempt to find Fleur or Pamela for that matter met with nothing. I was beginning to wonder if Aundrea's worries about her missing fiancé were valid, except of course the constant phone calls I fielded the rest of the morning to that effect made me stop caring if Pamela was dead at the bottom of a ditch or on her way to the Caribbean with who I now suspected was an old flame.

Shame on you, Fee. Have a bit of compassion.