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Chapters (87)
  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT
  3. DEDICATION
  4. CONTENTS
  5. START READING
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. CHAPTER FOUR
  10. CHAPTER FIVE
  11. CHAPTER SIX
  12. CHAPTER SEVEN
  13. CHAPTER EIGHT
  14. CHAPTER NINE
  15. CHAPTER TEN
  16. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  17. CHAPTER TWELVE
  18. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  19. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  20. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  21. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  22. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  23. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  24. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY
  36. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  45. CHAPTER FORTY
  46. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  47. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  54. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  55. CHAPTER FIFTY
  56. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
  59. CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
  60. CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
  61. CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
  62. CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
  63. CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
  64. CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
  65. CHAPTER SIXTY
  66. CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
  67. CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
  68. CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
  69. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
  70. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
  71. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
  72. CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
  73. CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
  74. CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
  75. CHAPTER SEVENTY
  76. CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
  77. CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
  78. CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
  79. CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
  80. CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
  81. CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
  82. CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
  83. CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
  84. CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
  85. CHAPTER EIGHTY
  86. EPILOGUE
  87. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“But she was drinking wine,” Montrose says. “Before eleven?”

“We were on vacation,” Adam answers. “She called it wine o’clock, and sometimes it was pretty much all day.”

“Did you buy the sandwiches or did Sophie?” Montrose asks.

“She did,” Adam says, looking a little puzzled now. “What’s the big deal about the sandwiches?”

“Nothing,” I say. “Just pinning down the time line.”

“Do you think someone stalked her at the IGA?” Adam asks out of the blue.

Montrose looks at me, then over to Adam. “No, do you?”

“Not really,” Adam answers. “She mentioned that the guy behind the meat counter checked her out, but that was Sophie. She not only got a lot of looks, she never missed a chance to tell me about them. I know that sounds bad, talking about her that way. But she was proud of the attention. I was too. It just was the way things were.”

“Did the man at the meat counter intimidate her or make her feel uncomfortable?” I ask.

“No, not really,” he says. “Like I said, she liked the attention. Don’t you?”

I ignore his remark. It’s odd. It feels combative and unkind. Not like Adam at all. Suddenly the room goes quiet, and Adam asks for a bathroom break. Montrose directs him to the men’s room down the hall.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

ADAM

The urinal at the sheriff’s office has a deodorant cake the size of a Frisbee. I stand there doing my thing and wonder where the interview is really going. I can’t be sure, but I sense that Detective Montrose is pushing me as a suspect, and Lee is doing her best to hold him at bay. She knows me. He doesn’t. And as far as who ate what the night before—who gives a crap? I couldn’t even remember my phone number when the cops on the scene asked for it. Traumatized. Big-time.

I zip my fly and flush.

At the mirror as I wash my hands, I see myself the way others likely do. At least I think so. I’m not GQ, but I’m not Farm Quarterly, either. I’m going to hit forty soon, and I’m told that’s when a man is at his peak in terms of power and sex appeal. I could lose the glasses, I guess. Though that might make me look older. Older is not what I’ll need if I’m going to duke it out for another run up the ladder.