CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
Cassie sat down again and let out a deep breath to calm the last of her rage before picking up the ringing phone. She guessed there was a small chance it was Zane calling back, but after the way he’d sounded by the end of their conversation, she doubted it.
The voice on the line was unfamiliar. The woman sounded pleasant, if rather stressed.
“Hello, is that the au pair?” she said.
“Yes, I’m Cassie, and I’ve been looking after the children.”
“I am so glad you are there. My name is Josephine, and I am the sister of Diane, Pierre’s late wife.”
“It’s great to speak to you,” Cassie said, relieved that she wasn’t speaking to a direct relative of Pierre’s. After his recent arrest, his family was bound to be furious.
“I told the police I’d like to call you myself. I am sh
