Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“I didn’t understand a word of that,” Francesca said impatiently. “My snake bit him while he was in the middle of drawing blood. As the poison did not enter into the bloodstream right away, I assume that it wouldn’t show up in his toxicology report.”

“That’s not important.” Zachary waved a hand impatiently. “Didn’t you say that the symptoms will appear tonight? Will he die?”

“No, he wouldn’t. As members of the medical profession, we have a code of conduct to save lives, not end them. Otherwise, I would have done away with him the day your house was set on fire. Eliminate loose ends, you know.”

“What will the symptoms be?” Zachary persisted.

“It’ll look like the flu at first, then as it gets worse, it’ll…” Francesca’s eyes narrowed with suspicion all of a sudden. “Why do you ask?”

me dial a

“Pay me first!”

pressed the phone to her ear. “What?

right,” Raina replied. “I had him watched closely. The report came back

had been poisoned. It’s the only way that Spencer would be able to see that he’s a fraud. I did that to drive a wedge between him and Jesse. Last night I had even left a smudge of green dye on his brow and made him think it was a symptom of his poisoning.

happened,” Raina said. “I had thought that Jesse really

already found out by now that Chris went and got himself tested. He

“What if

mean?”

Raina said carefully,

that be Francesco?” Charlotte

coughed in

Francesco contacted