A Job to Kill For by Janice Kaplan

Author:Janice Kaplan [Kaplan, Janice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster, Inc.
Published: 2008-08-05T04:30:00+00:00

Back in the car, I hardly noticed the burning in my throat because a new pain had replaced it. Maybe Dan considered a fling just a fact of life, but I considered it a big problem. The solid foundation for our marriage seemed to be slipping away like a Malibu house in a mudslide.

Was Dan having an affair? Grimly, I gripped the wheel and hunched forward, visions of pretty nurses, grateful patients, and horny Hollywood housewives dancing in my head. I thought of my last conversation with Grant and wondered if he had picked up something about his dad. Maybe my detecting skills would be better used at home.

Suddenly a car coming toward me across an intersection blared its horn and swerved, missing me by inches. I slammed my brakes.

“Asshole!” the driver screamed. “You’re supposed to stop at a frigging stop sign!”

Shaken, I waved my hand in apology and continued through the intersection, but then I pulled to the side of the road and touched my sweaty forehead to the cool steering wheel. Did I need a burning bush to make this any clearer? I prided myself on my perceptions, but I’d obviously been missing key signposts—on the road, with my husband, and possibly with the people I’d been investigating.

I grabbed my cell phone to call Molly for advice but got her voice mail. She’d probably tell me not to be so naïve. Boys would be boys, and as long as Dan came home every night, what more could I want?

Actually, a lot more.

Dan and I had our tiffs, but outside of a Hallmark Channel movie, marriage didn’t get much better. We laughed together and still had fun. Sure, Dr. Dan could be unemotional, but his skill awed me. Wielding a scalpel in the operating room, he’d cut into a face without flinching, and he had to stay detached when confronted with deadly disease or disfigured patients. If that cool competence in the hospital sometimes felt like a deep freeze at home, I understood. The flip side of what you admired about someone also became what most annoyed you.

I eased the car back into drive and cautiously pulled away from the shoulder. Tonight, I’d ask Dan straight out what he’d meant by dismissing one-night flings. If he said I’d misinterpreted, I’d demand that he tell me the truth about who and when and…

Oh, heck—no, I wouldn’t. Whether in murder or marriage, once you point an accusing finger, everything changes. I wouldn’t turn into Detective Wilson and risk the trust Dan and I had built over all these years. I’d just pay more attention.

At the next light, I moved to the left lane and made a U-turn. I needed something to distract me. I’d e-mailed Billy Mann yesterday to ask if we could talk, and he’d sent a cheerful message back that he’d be on the boat. Stop by any time. Well, I’d do just that. Billy had been very close to Cassie. The necklace, the yellow dress—a lot of clues pointed his way.

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