No one will be looking for me.” She tried to beg and plead through the tape on her mouth for them to stop but, if they understood, they had no react...on. The man with the scissors put it back into a sheath on his hip and picked up something off of a nearby table. She watched as he fastened heavy, leather, padded cuffs on to her ankles, snapping small padlocks onto the buckles. Then he went back and got two more cuffs. “Now, I could take off the zip tie, Michelle, but I don’t think I can trust. I will see to it that you are not punished for that," he said.Seeing that he meant it, she took him by the hand and led him over to the sofa."Well, I will tell you then, as an English lady perhaps should not, that I am glad to be here in your bedroom. I too have enjoyed all my time with you, and all our little games, and will be sorry to see you leave. Shall we have some coffee and a drink together?" she asked.The Earl nodded to the eunuch who immediately rang for coffee to be brought, which. Grafton: Well, don't be! There's nothing to be worried about.Wilton: Crane is hinting at irregularities with the drawings. We can't even locate our set. He's going to keep at it until he finds something.Grafton: I don't know where those drawings are, Larry, and that's the truth!Wilton: It's going to be a problem until they turn up. It won't be the last time you hear about them.Grafton: I have nothing more to tell you, Larry.They hung up. Wilton pulled on his moustache, which is what he always. In the meantime, one of our techs was able to start monitoring Marcel’s calls and text messages.Over the next several days, I kept close tabs on Jude. The GPS tracker allowed me to know where she was at all times. I had to stay close to home to watch her, which meant I was neglecting my duties with the cases. Thankfully, Martinez was doing his best to cover for me. He would call me when he had questions or needed my direction, but mostly he was handling everything on his own.I was determined to.