“He didn’t know what’d happened to Raleigh. Probably wandering around Amsterdam, checking out the sights and talking to himself. Maybe hitting the bottle. Trying to talk himself out of a psych ward. Ethan was a decent judge of character, but the year since his wife’s death had left him less certain about everything he’d once taken for granted. He paid a fortune for a cab to take him to the Upper West Side building where Juliet Longstreet was borrowing an apartment from a friend who was off t...o Hollywood for six months. Deputy Longstreet wouldn’t be happy to see him. But he didn’t have money for a New York hotel, and he’d be happy to see her. He didn’t know why. He talked his way past the doorman. It wasn’t that hard, which made him think she needed a new doorman. When he got up to her floor, her door was shut and locked up tight, and it occurred to him she could be on vacation.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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