His Wife, The Secret Forensic Genius

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whims of New York's elite, masked his s

is gaze flickering over my simple dres

ated, his voice smoo

aze without

d where I can di

the map. It had a self-sustaining villa, a deep-water doc

s per

ake it,

ansferred from a hidden account I'd maintained fo

nder a new name: Isabella

jet, scheduled to depart

meson's penthous

rosemary-my favorite-filled the

My brothers were there, surrounding her, fawning over the prodig

ooked up

harp, accusatory, as if I had no righ

voice hollow. "Did you throw

other, turned on me,

lla. Have some g

agreement, their faces

d, my apparent compliance a cloak for

te for Haleigh, moving my things to a

had left her to rest,

ully wrapped box. A "welc

," she whispered, her smi

the box int

d open. Something small and brown leaped out

reclus

nd of pain and terror, flinging

k Haleig

ening with feigned horror,

e shrieked, her voice echoing