Alfred's cheek was reddened and aching from where Pamela had hit him with the gun. He was not just scared anymore. He was mad. No. He was fucking angry enough to kill right now. Nobody had ever hit him before. Not even his father, that bastard. Glory would have shot the man dead with his own gun if he had ever touched him or Dodie in that manner. He gritted his teeth and watched her coldly with his phone still in her hand. She was back to dialing on it , saying," When I put you on the phone you say only what I tell you to. Or I will kill you. And, unlike my idiot cousin Penelope they'll never find your body again. "
" Fuck you, bitch ," he replied roughly.
Pamela looked at him with such amusement in her eyes that he actually wanted to slap her. If he could get free from the damn ropes.
" Fine. Then I'll kill your servants and make you watch. Will you cooperate now? "
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Edna opened the door to Gerald's office just as his cell phone was ringing.
" Dr. HighTower , the police are here.... about your wife's cousin Pamela," she said urgently as her wrinkled hand went up to play with the strand of pearls around her lined neck.
She stepped into the office followed by a police officer wearing a uniform and Detective Wally Williams.
Gerald shook his head at his secretary as he answered his phone. " Alfred, darling, are you alright? Pamela Perkins has escaped. Those idiots at St. Paul's let her escape ! "
" No mere hospital can hold me, Gerald," he heard Pamela's voice say coldly in his ear from the phone. " Now shut up and listen , you pompous windbag. If you want to save the lives of your servants and your little pet Alfred Giadello you need to listen to me. I want you to come home. And bring DuBuis Lane , that foolish Lyle Peters and Faith with you. We need to do a meet and greet. Oh , and no police. I see one cop and Alfred here gets a bullet in his head to end his thankless existence. "
Gerald stood up and put the call on speaker quickly. " I want to talk to Alfred. Now. "
Pamela laughed harshly. " Oh , you want to talk to your pet ? ," she taunted rudely. " Fine. Speak , pet. Now. "
His heart thudded hard and fast in his chest as he then heard his lover and partner say in such a dejected voice that it broke his heart," Don't do it , honey. Don't come. I'll be okay. I've lived longer than I thought I would anyway. You have made me so very happy. I love you. Please don't come home. "
" Alfred ....."
Then Pamela was back on the phone saying," You have, let's say , two hours to get here with the others. Or you can plan a funeral for him and the others. I mean a funeral before you die because you will die. You'll all die. Oh , right. I forgot one. Bring Spencer with you. As soon as you arrive the fun and games start. "
Then she hung up.
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ODDS OF LOVE - SEASON THIRTEEN
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about disabled math genius professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and all their family , friends and enemies in the Washington DC metro area. Multicultural. Diverse.