Baby? He saw what I was thinking. “You didn’t know about the baby?” “No.” “But you’re her friend,” he said. I wasn’t. I barely knew her. She’d spent a couple of hours right here in this chair, but other than that, my contact with Rosalie Marino had been limited to the last couple of days. Because...
“What makes you think I lied to him?” I shrugged. “I can tell.” He gave me a funny look, then said, “That’s downright psychic, Kavanaugh.” “You did lie to him.” “So what if I did?” “What about?” “Nothing you need to worry your pretty little head about,” he said, starting to walk again. I hustled ...
Panic rose in my chest, and without thinking, I ran back into the monitor room and shut the door behind me. Maybe not the smartest thing to do, but getting caught wasn’t high on my list of priorities at the moment. Heavy footsteps. “Chase?” The big ...
A few cars passed, but no one paid any attention to me or Chez Tango. One guy in a Ferrari did honk his horn and shouted something at the woman, who was now passing the Bright Lights Motel. She gave him the finger, and he sped past. I caught her eye for a second, but she just shrugged and kept go...