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  1. Contents
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright Page
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. PART ONETHE EXTREMES
  6. 1
  7. 2
  8. 3
  9. 4
  10. 5
  11. 6
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
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  17. 12
  18. 13
  19. 14
  20. 15
  21. 16
  22. PART TWOSOMETHING BAD
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  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. 21
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  30. 24
  31. 25
  32. 26
  33. 27
  34. 28
  35. 29
  36. 30
  37. PART THREECHAYLA
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  44. 37
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  50. 43
  51. PART FOURHIT AND RUN
  52. 44
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  65. 57
  66. EPILOGUE
  67. AUTHOR’S NOTE

‘Lala,’ he said. ‘You put Lala inside Common Way.’

He grabbed his phone and dialed.

47

Gloria Estefan sang, and Peach stared at the caller ID on Annalie’s phone. What she saw made no sense at all.

Cab Bolton was calling Annalie.

She pushed herself to her feet, standing over Annalie’s prone body. Her first paranoid thought was that Cab was part of the conspiracy, but she’d checked his identification. She’d called the Naples Police. He really was a detective. He really was one of the good guys.

Or was he?

Don’t trust anybody.

‘Hello?’ she said.

There was a pause before he answered. When he did, she recognized his voice. ‘Who is this?’

She tried to think, but confusion overwhelmed her. She said nothing.

‘Hello?’ Cab continued. ‘Who’s there?’

‘It’s Peach,’ she murmured.

‘Peach? How did you get this phone?’

‘Why are you calling Annalie?’ she asked.

‘She’s a friend of mine. Peach, is she there? Can I talk to her?’

Peach stared at the woman on the floor. Her eyes were open now, and her lips were moving, but Peach couldn’t understand the words. ‘She killed Justin,’ Peach said into the phone.

‘What? No, she didn’t, Peach. She didn’t. I promise you.’

‘I have her gun.’

‘Peach, let me talk to her. Please.’

‘You people took Justin away from me, but you’re done. It’s over. You can’t stop me.’

His voice grew urgent. ‘Peach, listen to me.’

‘No, you listen!’ she shouted, losing control. ‘I’m sick of people lying to me. Justin lied! He shut me out, and he lied! Now Annalie lied to me, too. Do you hear me? I’m sick of it! You’re not going to get away with it anymore.’

‘Peach, stop,’ Annalie murmured at her feet.

‘Peach, stop,’ Cab told her, like an echo.

She pointed the gun at Annalie’s head again. ‘Why should I? Why shouldn’t I just shoot her?’

Cab’s words tumbled over the phone line. ‘Peach, the woman that you know as Annalie is actually a police investigator named Lala Mosqueda. She is not part of any conspiracy. She did not kill Justin. She’s been working undercover for the Attorney General to find out what really happened to him.’

Peach blinked. ‘What?’

‘She is not the enemy. She is on your side.’

‘You’re lying,’ Peach said. ‘You’re all lying to me.’

‘Peach,’ whispered the woman at her feet. The stranger at her feet. ‘I’m sorry. It’s true. I’m a cop. I was working with Justin.’

Peach still held the gun in her hand. It was pointed at Annalie’s head. Except Annalie wasn’t Annalie.

‘Why should I believe you?’ she demanded.