"Especially since you've just committed murder," Darius said flatly.

Marion blew out another mouthful of smoke. At the same time, she flung the cigarette and made it land neatly in the ashtray. Then, she smiled and said, "You know, I thought you'd say you thought I was long dead."

Darius nodded. "Indeed, the thought did cross my mind. But I suppose the fact that you're standing before me is all the evidence I need."

Marion raised an eyebrow, and her smile widened, making her look rather fanatical. There was also…a hint of admiration in her eyes. She stood up and said, "I honestly didn't expect you to return, Darius. What should I make of this? Should I say Henry's lucky he won't have to die today, or should I lament my misfortune?"

Darius tucked his hands in his pockets and looked at her calmly. "Earlier, I thought you'd chosen to join my side; I thought I could trust you. I only returned to handle the problem with my records." He held his folder up.

Marion's jaw dropped as she stared