The feeling of having to watch her back, however, remained. “There you are!” Mother waved a chit above his head. “Biggin Hill is waiting for you. You’ll arrive at the birthday party in style. I mean, who else will be flying to the party in a brand-new Spitfire?” “You’re a magician.” Sharon took t...
Gravel ricocheted against the underside of the car. Lane’s stomach lurched as they crested a hill and experienced momentary weightlessness. “So what did you think of the medical examiner’s report on Lombardi’s cause of death?” Harper drove. And he can’t stop talking, Lane thought, He must be as s...
Sharon stared at the black phone in Mother’s office. She toyed with the cord as she spoke into the receiver. “About what?” Michael asked. “Face to face.” Sharon thought about what he might be doing at this moment. All he would ever say about his work was that he “read the mail.” “I don’t see how ...