The Perfect Prey

Desmond replied, “I'm not interested.”

“Mr. Dalton, don't you want to know who that dark-skinned scoundrel involved with Coralie is? Don't you want revenge?”

Desmond laughed. “Didn't you just say that you don't know much about her affairs?”

Derek laughed and said, “I don't know much about other things, but I do know about this. And I have a photo of that dark-skinned man. Should I send it to you?”