“Who else is looking?” Janet asked. Roy brushed her off on that one. “What kind of information are you delivering? And to whom?” Roy brushed her off on that one, too. All he would say ...
The Bukh had been divided into four parts, but since none of the siblings were on speaking terms, no one knew who was where.
This week, Nicole attends Roy's funeral with Janet who divulges many of his family secrets.
In that moment, as they stared into one another’s eyes, she knew the whole damn thing was fated, impossible to fight. “Jesus,” he said. They were both shaking.
He listened closely, eyes narrowed and dubious, a person trained to disbelieve. She felt as if she was playing a very strategic game of chess.
I let out a gasp. She took a deep breath. “No, it’s okay, it’s good. I’m almost forty-three years old, so last chance, and I loved Roy.”
On closer inspection, I saw Janet's dress was snug over her chest and decided she was one of those people who ate for comfort when they were distressed.
Roy's murder was staged as a suicide. This week, Nicole attends the funeral with his heartbroken girlfriend, Janet.
Emil and his art dealer wife, Alicia, go into shock and panic as they realize the only way to get Cecily Rose back is to divulge the whereabouts of the Bukh to the kidnappers.
When the police searched the tiny house where Cecily Rose had been sequestered, they crawled beneath the structure and found a hidden grave.