Chapter Twenty-One
Tamara had expected Penn not to call for a few days – after all, he must be grieving for his girlfriend and child, she grinned to herself.
The report of the accident wasn’t headline news, but buried inside the local pages. Pregnant Mother Falls to Her Death in Freak Accident. And now Tamara knew his girlfriend’s name.
Willa. Willa Kline and her unborn child were dead. Penn Black would be in a state of grief, but Tamara knew she had to be patient. Any move to preempt his contacting her might make him suspicious.
As far as he knew, Tamara didn’t even know where he lived, let alone that he had a wife. No, she would wait for him to call.
In the meantime, she concentrated on her business venture. The club, now renamed Le Petite Mort, the French euphemism for an o****m, w
