Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 87

“Will you come home?”

“I don’t see any reason to cut my honeymoon short. The fire was contained and hasn’t done any damage.”

She’s quiet for a moment.

“Grace. It’s okay.”

She sighs. “If you say so, darling. How is your honeymoon going?”

“Well, up until this incident—it’s been wonderful. Ana loves London and Paris and the yacht, she’s yar.”

“Sounds heavenly. Did you go to Saint-Paul-de-Vence?”

“We did. Today. It was magical.”

“I fell in love with the place. I won’t keep you, I know you’ll have a lot to think about and do. The reason I called was to invite you and Ana to lunch on Sunday, when you’re home.”

“Sure. That sounds great.”

“Lovely. See you then. And, Christian, remember, we love you.”

“Yes, Mom. Thanks for the call.”

When I hang up there’s an e-mail from Ana.

From: Anastasia Grey

Subject: Thank You

Date: August 17 2011 16:55

To: Christian Grey

For not being too grouchy.

Your loving wife

xxx

I type back.

From: Christian Grey

Subject: Trying to

Date: August 17 2011 16:59

To: Anastasia Grey

You’re welcome.

Come back in one

This is not a request.

x

Christian Grey

CEO & Overprotective Husband, Grey Enterprises Holdings, Inc.

A couple of hours later, I’m sitting at the small desk in the study and I get the call I’ve been dreading. “It’s arson,” Welch says.

the hell is doing this to me? What do they want?

placed beside one of the server cabinets. Interestingly, it was designed to set off smoke, but that’s it. I think it’s a warning.”

A warning?

“Any idea when it was placed?” I ask.

“We don’t have that information, yet. We’ve already doubled security. I’ll post a guard 24/7 outside the server room. I know it’s the lifeblood of the company.”

“Good idea.”

“Will you come back early?”

“Do I need to?” I don’t want to end

“No. I don’t think so. I think the

“Let’s assume it is. That’s the worst-case scenario.”

“Yes. I think that’s prudent,” Welch responds.

“There’s nothing I can achieve there that I can’t do here. Besides, I think

“I know all our leads for a potential suspect have led to nothing. But we’ll double-check all the footage in and around Grey House. We will find this person.”

“Do. Nail the prick.”

“The police forensics team are in the server room right now, dusting for prints.”

“I bet Barney’s thrilled about that.”

Welch’s laugh is wry. “He’s not.”

“Goddamn it, this is frustrating,” I mutter into the phone.

dusted for prints by the FBI a few weeks ago. We’re still waiting to see if that yields a suspect. Eurocopter have the helicopter

“Okay.”

“I’ll call if there’s an update.”

“Thank you.” I hang up and stare at the coastline, where the city lights of Cannes are beginning to wake and welcome the dusk.

What the hell am I going to do?

What have I done to deserve this?

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