Chapter 22
Delia sighed in relief at the outcome of the phone call. Even though her hands trembled slightly as she attempted to replace the receiver. Secretly she was relieved that the call had come after Eddie’s departure. It was the final piece to the puzzle she had been awaiting. Now she would have to camouflage her feelings from Bobby knowing instinctively that he would silently examine her every move. As she’d expected, he was in the library trying unsuccessfully to assume an air of nonchalance when she entered.
“Was, that your designer?” he inquired casually. “Eddie, yes. He let himself out a few minutes ago.” “Oh. . . I thought I heard you speaking to someone.” He had strained so hard to eavesdrop on her conversation that his body had become stiff from the unna
