Back Depraved Heart
Chapters (55)
  1. Cover
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter 1
  5. Chapter 2
  6. Chapter 3
  7. Chapter 4
  8. Chapter 5
  9. Chapter 6
  10. Chapter 7
  11. Chapter 8
  12. Chapter 9
  13. Chapter 10
  14. Chapter 11
  15. Chapter 12
  16. Chapter 13
  17. Chapter 14
  18. Chapter 15
  19. Chapter 16
  20. Chapter 17
  21. Chapter 18
  22. Chapter 19
  23. Chapter 20
  24. Chapter 21
  25. Chapter 22
  26. Chapter 23
  27. Chapter 24
  28. Chapter 25
  29. Chapter 26
  30. Chapter 27
  31. Chapter 28
  32. Chapter 29
  33. Chapter 30
  34. Chapter 31
  35. Chapter 32
  36. Chapter 33
  37. Chapter 34
  38. Chapter 35
  39. Chapter 36
  40. Chapter 37
  41. Chapter 38
  42. Chapter 39
  43. Chapter 40
  44. Chapter 41
  45. Chapter 42
  46. Chapter 43
  47. Chapter 44
  48. Chapter 45
  49. Chapter 46
  50. Chapter 47
  51. Chapter 48
  52. One Week Later
  53. About the Author
  54. Also by Patricia Cornwell
  55. About the Publisher

They’ve been each other’s best everything on and off since the beginning of their FBI careers when they first met at Quantico. For a number of years they lived together, and I’ve always thought Janet is wonderful for Lucy, ideal, maybe perfect. They have much in common and are similarly motivated and trained. But Janet is more flexible and easygoing. She’s as patient and deliberate as the Sphinx, she likes to say, and she’s bright and grounded. She’s not an impulsive or angry person and doesn’t seem to have a lot to prove.

I was distraught when they broke up. But time heals as it passes and about a decade did. Then Janet came back. I don’t know how it happened exactly, only what I’ve been told and that it seemed a miracle. I suppose it still does, and I think back to when Lucy ordered her to move out not all that long ago. The spring, I think, and how cruel that must have been.

It was about the same time Janet learned her sister was dying, and in the blink of an eye it must have seemed that everything was lost. It would be a hard thing to forgive. I understand Lucy’s fear that Carrie would target Janet and Desi. But I also believe what Lucy decided to do about it was hurtful and unfair. Janet has let it go, just as she’s let so many things go. Sometimes I halfway wonder if she’s a saint.

“I told you not to follow me down here.” Lucy walks to a workbench. “Everything isn’t going to be better but it’s also not going to get as bad as it could. Go upstairs.” She opens a drawer. “I bet Desi would like some popcorn and a movie. Why don’t you put Frozen on again? I’ll be right up with a few friends and we’ll go,” she adds and friends is a euphemism for guns.

Lucy has hidden weapons from the FBI.

She’s fighting for her life, for what in her mind is everybody’s life while Janet in cool contrast is reluctant and somewhat removed. I sense something else beneath her flat calm, beneath her unconditional love and loyalty. For a flicker I feel a wavering of trust. Just as quickly the feeling is gone. Janet is uncomfortable. Understandably so I tell myself. If she’s acting detached and a little flat and uncooperative it’s to counterbalance Lucy, who at the moment is her polar opposite emotionally. Her fists are loosely clenched. Her entire body is tense as she threatens and curses the federal government.