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Once the police finally cleared out, and travel arrangements had been made to get them back home, William had intended to tell his wife the truth. He really had. Only his assistant was dead, her assistant had ended up staying over in the guest room, and Addison was exhausted. Somehow, it didn’t quite feel like the appropriate time to bring up the fact that not only was he being stalked—but also that Sondra had resumed her role as his Dominatrix and he’d been lying to her about it for months. herSo, he let it go for the time being. And while neither of them slept that night, neither of them brought it up either. In fact, neither of them spoke much at all until the following morning when they boarded the plane and his attorney phoned. “I want to give you the heads up that Mr. Mayfield’s wi