No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

"Ha ha..."

What came back at me was a sinister chuckle that sent shivers down my spine.

And to my astonishment, the voice belonged to none other than Brown.

But why on earth would Conrad be with him? Could it be that Henrik's theory about Conrad being the puppet master was true?

I'd had my suspicions before, and now they seemed increasingly plausible.

Fury boiling within me, I snapped, "Where's Conrad? Put him on the phone."

"Whoa, take it easy, tiger. You're just as fierce here as you are in the poolroom," Brown joked.

I was in no mood for his games. "Brown, what the hell do you want?"

"Just thought I'd challenge you to a game, you know. You were pretty slick on the court today, quite impressive," Brown chuckled.

Usually, a compliment would be flattering, but coming from him, it just made my skin crawl.

demanded. I needed to tell Conrad that these dirty tricks would get him nowhere. Even if he had me kidnapped, I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of

when you can come and fetch him yourself? I'm sure he's dying to see you," Brown

come. Don't worry about me. Call Ernest and get yourself out of the country," Conrad's

this with Brown? It sounded more

Mr. Wagner, come to the address I sent you... Oh, and if you don't show, I might just send him off to confess his sins to the

I had been

Henrik had

mastermind, just a ruse by Henrik to throw

I'm coming right now," I yelled

the

the phone

text came through with a location. I stared at it, unable to move or make a decision, until

warning, I couldn't just waltz into Brown's trap without backup. If I did, Brown would have another pawn in his

wasn't picking up, and

rising. Then it struck me - I could call Jefferson instead. But just as I was

terse, a clear indication that he knew this

to go there, and he sent me the