The Cameras Don't Lie

"Mr. Drexel," Declan answered the phone.

"I instructed you to deliver three meals a day to Mrs. Drexel. Where did you send them?" Gideon's voice was deep and carried a hint of anger.

"Mr. Drexel, I deliver three meals each day without fail," Declan whispered.

Gideon instinctively glanced at Cordelia.

Cordelia gave a weak smile. She was now able to easily read Gideon's mind.

He instinctively truste