The Sixth Discipline
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Chapter Nineteen
Francesca stared at her monitor without seeing the numbers displayed. Why did Ran-Del insist on spending so much time at that bar if he wasn’t in love with the redhead? And what could she do to stop him from going there without making him feel like a prisoner?
Her com beeped in her assistant’s signal.
“Yes?” Francesca said. “I thought you’d gone home.”
Antonio’s face popped onto her screen, looking strangely lifeless. “I—that is—ah, you have a call, Baroness.”
Something was wrong. “Who is it?”
“It’s—it’s a man named Georges Rangoon.”
The warehouse owner? Francesca sat up. “Put him through.”
Georges Rangoon’s craggy face filled the screen. His eyes looked bleak. “Baroness Hayden?”
She knew. As soon as she saw his face, she knew. “Yes?”
“It’s Ran-Del. You’d better come right away.”