No Strings Attached

Leonora was a piece of work, but Robert was even more so.

Edwin clenched his fist slightly before continuing his inquiry. "Where's Robert now?"

"He's in the basement of the beauty salon that Leonora frequents. That place is the production base for the aphrodisiacs Clara was taking. I was an employee there, and Robert was the boss. I've seen them meet there before. This whole operation was Robert's idea. He promised me a ticket out of the country and a reunion with my son once it was all over."

Edwin's eyes darkened upon hearing this.

At first, when the investigation into the love potions began, it was believed to be a product of the foreign black market, something that would be easy to trace to a buyer. But after much ado, it was discovered that the drugs had quietly become popular domestically.

The source of the drugs was right here, under their noses.

risks and the number of people involved, you had to know that attacking Clara would make escape impossible. How did they

Mr. Hayes' temperament, you wouldn't hand me over to the police. He was sure I'd be locked up here in this basement. He claimed to know the place well and had a

her

in mind, a new level of ruthlessness flickered in Edwin's eyes. It looked like he'd have

stood up, turned to his bodyguard, and instructed, "Spread the word that this lady is tough as nails. She's beaten half to death and

popped it into Nicole's mouth.

basement. The rest withdrew. They waited in the shadows for

He shared everything that had happened with lan. Upon

exceptionally quiet. Even the road

disheveled old scavenger with a limp made his way along the road toward the mansion. Clad in tattered clothes and carrying a