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  1. Cover
  2. Faye Kellerman
  3. Dedication
  4. PART 1
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  6. 2
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  8. 4
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  29. PART 2
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  44. PART 3
  45. 39
  46. About the Author
  47. Praise for Peter Decker, Rina Lazarus, andFAYE KELLERMAN
  48. Books by Faye Kellerman
  49. About the Publisher

Rina said, “I think there’re a lot of diamond dealers in the country, Papa.”

Jake said, “Why’s she coming out with her kids?”

“You usually travel with your kids,” Rina said.

“In the middle of school?” Jake asked. “Do they have vacation or something?”

“I don’t know.” Rina paused. “There’s no holiday that I can think of right now.”

“So she’s pulling them out of school?” Sammy grinned. “Sounds like my kind of mother.”

“Just eat your lasagne, Shmuel, and stop opining.”

“Why does she come out now, Ginny?” Stefan asked.

Rina thought about that. It was a good question.

9

Marge opened the passenger door of the unmarked and slid in, kicking off her shoes.

“It’s great to get off my feet.” She rubbed her toes.

“I drew blanks,” Decker said. “Neighbors said the family seemed nice, but nothing beyond that. What about you? Did you get anything for your fallen arches?”

“Matter of fact, I did. The next-door neighbor…” Marge paged through her scribblings. “Mindy Herrero…she did say that there was a black Lexus parked outside during the day at least twice a week for years. This made me curious.”

“I’ll bet.”

Marge smiled. “The Yaloms don’t own a black Lexus. And neither does Orit Bar Lulu. But guess who does?”

“The partner—Shaul Gold.”

“Right on, Rabbi. He and Yalom may have hated each other, but Gold was here a lot. It could be that Gold and Mr. Yalom were doing business at the house. Or it could be Gold and Mrs. Yalom were doing monkey business. I saw the missus’s photos in the family room. Dalia’s a good-looking woman.”

“In a quiet, shy way.”

“It’s the shy ones you have to watch.”

“Interesting,” Decker said. “All right. Suppose Gold and Dalia Yalom were having an affair. That still wouldn’t explain why the whole family disappeared. If Gold wanted Arik out of the picture, only Arik would be gone.”

The car was quiet for a moment.

Marge said, “Maybe he whacked the husband, then told Dalia to take the kids and run.”

“Then why would he stick around?”

Marge said, “Somebody’s got to earn a living.”

“And the kids?” Decker said.

“Hey, Sharona implied they hated the father. Good riddance to bad rubbish.”

“I don’t like it, Marge.”

She paused. “Okay, try this. Suppose Arik found out about the affair and went crazy. He killed his wife in a rage, then killed his kids, who weren’t turning out like he had wanted, took his diamonds stashed in the silver case posted on the doorframe, and split the country. Maybe he even forged some documents and created himself a new identity. It could be another case of List.”