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.

talk first," I 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

can come and fetch him yourself? I'm sure he's

about me. Call Ernest and get yourself out of the country," Conrad's words through the phone caught me off

on this with Brown? It

the address I sent you... Oh, and if you don't show, I might just send him off to confess his sins to the Almighty." "Felicia, don't listen to him, don't come..." Conrad's plea was

I had been wrong. Conrad

mastermind Henrik

a ruse

it! I'm coming right now," I yelled into

waiting, darling!" With that, the call ended, and the sounds

drop, the phone still

a location. I stared at it, unable to move or make a decision, until I decided to

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

picking up, and

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

voice was terse, a clear indication that he

He wants me to go there, and he