CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
There were two housemaids working in the kitchen, but the upper floor of the chateau was quiet, and Cassie couldn’t hear any sounds from the guest wing, or the children’s bedrooms, as she made her way to Pierre’s bedroom.
You have to do this, she told herself. You have to find what’s there before he uses it against you, because he will.
She looked around the room, butterflies fluttering in her stomach, hoping that if Pierre had a system set up, it would be easy to find. She didn’t know how much time she had. Pierre could already have briefed a private investigator on what to do and where to look. The investigator could even be on his way.
Her first idea, that there were CCTV security cameras set up in the room, was wrong. There were no visible cameras.
What about h
