She laughed. “I certainly hope so,” she said.
“Right now, though, he needs you, but in a way he doesn’t yet realize,” Daviel continued. “He’s in a lot of trouble.”
“I know,” she replied. “I picked up on it from his behavior, and I’ve done some research. Possible criminal trouble, securities fraud, triggered by one or more of his enemies, probably the Countess, since one of the outcomes involves him becoming a criminal slave. Though there’s a certain irony in that.”
“Very good,” Daviel said, leaning back in his leather chair. “As usual. And you’re right about the irony. What I want is to make the situation even more ironic. But first, you’re also correct that it’s the Countess.”
“I understand she married Jordan,” Sabrina said.
“It’s more like a permanent slave arrangement,” Daviel said
