Chapters (59)
- COVER
- About the Author
- DEDICATION
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- FORTY-FOUR
- FORTY-FIVE
- FORTY-SIX
- FORTY-SEVEN
- FORTY-EIGHT
- FORTY-NINE
- FIFTY
- FIFTY-ONE
- FIFTY-TWO
- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- Acknowledgments
- THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
But I couldn’t break down now. I had to keep her talking. Keep her focused on anything but the knife in her hand. ‘Why did you break into my cottage in the middle of the night and leave that note for me? Why make it look like Sam did it?’
Rachel bit her lip. ‘Because you were about to report your break-ins to the police. If they started digging, they’d figure out that the locks were never changed. I needed to point you to Sam, at least long enough for me to get the knife to Vera. Show her that Lucy, her supposed best friend, had killed her husband. I was saving the note and the photos for after you were arrested. I knew, once she saw them, learned that they were kept preciously in your underwear drawer, she’d realize you were never a friend to her at all. That my falling-out with her was just a blip, and I was right all along. Once she could truly see who John was, who you were, once he was no longer around to twist the truth, to gaslight her, she’d come back to me. We’d be friends again. Best friends, like we used to be.’ She pressed her lips together, then gripped the envelope tightly. ‘I haven’t figured it out yet, but I will, trust me. I’ll find a way to use this, to make the police finally understand exactly who you are, what you did to her.’
‘You can’t,’ I said. ‘I won’t let you.’
Rachel laughed. ‘What are you going to do, attack me like you did her? They won’t buy the whole self-defense song and dance twice.’ She studied me. ‘She loved you, she gave you everything, and you destroyed her.’
‘I’ll call McKnight,’ I said quickly. ‘I’ll tell him what you did. I’ll find a way to prove it. I’ll tell him you showed me the note, and you still have those photos somewhere. I’ll tell him it was you who planted my underwear. I’ll tell him everything …’
‘Will you? If you do, if they for some reason believe your ever-changing story, what are you going to tell them about what you did to Vera?’
‘I didn’t – I didn’t mean to – It was an accident.’
‘No, Lucy, you very much did mean to. Because I know Vera, better than you ever will. She never got physical. Her words could be cutting enough. No way on earth did she attack you first. It was you, your anger, your inability to control yourself, just like your inability to keep your legs shut. You meant to kill her. Just like I meant to kill John.’
‘No,’ I said. ‘No, I didn’t.’