Silent Prey
“Lucas left, hurrying, and she stood at the window with her purse, watching him. He flagged a cab, and just before he got in, looked up and saw, pointed at her purse, waved.
Then he was gone.
She walked through the apartment, touching things, with the sense of something ending, with a sense of dread.
Kennett? No. But O’Dell was unthinkable too. Could O’Dell have coldly executed his own man . . .
Finally, she picked up the phone and punched in the number for Kennett’s boat. He pic...ked it up and said, “Lily.”
Pleased, she said, “How’d you know it was me?”
“I think it might be love,” he said. “Are you feeling lonely?”
“You’re reading my mind.”
“The river’s beautiful tonight . . . .”
The river was quiet, smelling of mud and oil and salt.MoreLess
Then he was gone.
She walked through the apartment, touching things, with the sense of something ending, with a sense of dread.
Kennett? No. But O’Dell was unthinkable too. Could O’Dell have coldly executed his own man . . .
Finally, she picked up the phone and punched in the number for Kennett’s boat. He pic...ked it up and said, “Lily.”
Pleased, she said, “How’d you know it was me?”
“I think it might be love,” he said. “Are you feeling lonely?”
“You’re reading my mind.”
“The river’s beautiful tonight . . . .”
The river was quiet, smelling of mud and oil and salt.MoreLess
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