Back Dead in the Water
Chapters (75)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter1
  5. Chapter2
  6. Chapter3
  7. Chapter4
  8. Chapter5
  9. Chapter6
  10. Chapter7
  11. Chapter8
  12. Chapter9
  13. Chapter10
  14. Chapter11
  15. Chapter12
  16. Chapter13
  17. Chapter14
  18. Chapter15
  19. Chapter16
  20. Chapter17
  21. Chapter18
  22. Chapter19
  23. Chapter20
  24. Chapter21
  25. Chapter22
  26. Chapter23
  27. Chapter24
  28. Chapter25
  29. Chapter26
  30. Chapter27
  31. Chapter28
  32. Chapter29
  33. Chapter30
  34. Chapter31
  35. Chapter32
  36. Chapter33
  37. Chapter34
  38. Chapter35
  39. Chapter36
  40. Chapter37
  41. Chapter38
  42. Chapter39
  43. Chapter40
  44. Chapter41
  45. Chapter42
  46. Chapter43
  47. Chapter44
  48. Chapter45
  49. Chapter46
  50. Chapter47
  51. Chapter48
  52. Chapter49
  53. Chapter50
  54. Chapter51
  55. Chapter52
  56. Chapter53
  57. Chapter54
  58. Chapter55
  59. Chapter56
  60. Chapter57
  61. Chapter58
  62. Chapter59
  63. Chapter60
  64. Chapter61
  65. Chapter62
  66. Chapter63
  67. Epilogue
  68. Acknowledgments
  69. “We Are Very Different People”:
  70. Stone Barrington: The First Five
  71. About the Author
  72. Critical Acclaim forStuart Woods and
  73. Books by Stuart Woods
  74. Credits
  75. About the Publisher

“If she does, it would serve her right, taking all that money from a poor widow.”

“A very rich widow.”

“Not very rich.”

He felt unaccountably exasperated with her. “Come on, Allison, you’re fixed for life—not like poor Libby.”

“And how do you know I’m fixed for life?” she said, pausing in her attack on the chop.

“I have my sources,” Stone said.

She cocked her head and looked at him with mock suspicion. “Stone Barrington, have you been checking up on me?”

“Checking up on people is a big part of my work,” he said.

“And just what did you find out?”

“That you’re who you say you are, and Paul was who you say he was, and you’re very rich, that’s all. You could easily afford the four hundred grand.”

“I hope you didn’t find out anything bad about me,” she said, resuming her dinner.

“No, I didn’t. Is there something bad about you I should know?”

“Only in my own mind, I guess.”

“You been thinking bad thoughts about yourself?”

“Well, I seduced you, when I knew perfectly well that you had a girl.”

“I wouldn’t feel too badly about that; I knew what I was doing. I was mad at Arrington for not showing up down here and even madder at her for running off to California.”

“With Vance Calder.”

“Yeah, with Vance Calder. I have to admit, that didn’t sit too well.”

“So I just got lucky and caught you in a weak moment?”

“There wasn’t all that much luck involved,” Stone said ruefully. “I have a lot of weak moments.”

“You mean you weren’t faithful to Arrington, even before you met me?”

“Oh, yes, I was faithful to her, but not out of trying to be; we were just together all the time, and I was content, and I didn’t give much thought to other women.”

“Were you living together?”

“Yes.”

“I sometimes wish I’d lived with somebody before Paul. Maybe I would have had a better idea of what it was like to be married.” She was uncharacteristically quiet as she took her dishes to the galley.

“Is something else bothering you?” he asked.

“I guess I’ve been feeling a little guilty about how much fun we’ve been having. The sex, I mean; that’s the only fun I’ve had lately. I mean, Paul’s only been dead for a short time, and I confess, I’ve already been looking forward to a new kind of life.” She smiled at him. “In addition to inordinately enjoying your body.” She sat down beside him and held his hand.