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The Price of Love
by AshleyTara

CHAPTER 11
Crane Mansion

Ethan scratched his head in confusion. He had looked everywhere for his mother and couldn't find her. Her room was locked, but he hadn't seen her car outside this morning. He had tried her cell phone, but there was no answer. Then Pilar walked into the room. "Hi, Pilar."

"Hello, Ethan," Pilar looked down.

"Do you know where my mother is? Her door is locked, but her car is gone and she's not answering her cell phone. I'm starting to get worried. It's not like her to just disappear."

"Do not worry, Ethan. She left to go out of town on some business last night while you were out and she didn't bring her cell phone along. She told me to tell you that she will call sometime today so you don’t worry."

"Oh, alright. Well, I'm going to go find Theresa. I'll see you later, Pilar," Ethan said as he left the mansion.

Pilar breathed a sigh of relief; Ethan had bought her lie. After Sam had left with Ivy the night before, Pilar had acted on her instincts. She had moved Ivy's car to the back of the garage, put the bags and Ivy's other things from the foyer away in her room and locked the door. Then she had cleaned up the foyer and stairs, making sure she had gotten all of the bloodstains out. She hadn't seen Julian yet today, but she suspected that he must be home. When she had arrived that morning, there was a glass of fresh brandy sitting on a table in the living room and Julian's car was parked out in the front of the mansion.

As if to confirm her suspicions, Julian walked into the room, carrying yet another glass of brandy. "Well, well, Pilar, I am glad you're here."

"Good morning, Mr. Crane."

"I suppose you're wondering where your dear Mistress Ivy is this morning," Julian sneered.

"Actually, no, Mr. Crane," Pilar answered assertively.

"Wonderful. Then perhaps you can answer a question for me. Where is she?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Oh come, come now, Pilar. Give me a little more credit than that. I know you're wise to the events of last evening. You'd be running all over the house this morning if you didn't know where Ivy was. Just make it easy and tell me where she is."

"Even if I did know where she was Mr. Crane, I would not tell you her whereabouts without her permission. I got a call last night saying that she was all right and there should be another call coming today. That's all I know."

Pilar had turned to leave when Julian stopped her. "Pilar, you know how upset Alistair would be if any of this became public. He's a very domineering man, especially when things don't go his way."

Julian gave her a threatening look, but Pilar kept her sanctimonious calm, "I understand, Mr. Crane."

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