Dead Sleep by Greg Iles

Author:Greg Iles [Iles, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cookie429, Kat, Extratorrents
ISBN: 9780451206527
Publisher: Penguin Group (USA) Incorporated
Published: 2002-07-02T00:00:00+00:00

chapter 13

Driving south on Highway 61, Waters was nearly to the Saragossa Country Club when his cell phone rang. What would be a normal occurrence for most people sent a spasm of shock along his body. Eve might be dead, but the sound of his cell phone instantly resurrected her. He checked the LCD, half expecting it to read PAY PHONE, but instead he saw his wife’s cell phone number.

“Hey.”

“Where are you?” Lily asked.

“On my way to Saragossa for lunch. I’m going to meet Cole out there.” Actually Cole had no idea he was coming. “How’s your day?”

“Fine. Ana’s staying over at Lindsey’s tonight.”

Lindsey was a classmate who lived in one of the white-flight neighborhoods that had sprung up around the country club. “On a school night?”

“Tomorrow’s Lindsey’s birthday, so I said it was all right.”

“Okay.”

“Besides, that gives us some more time together.”

Waters had thought last night’s lovemaking an anomaly, despite Lily’s professed commitment to change. “That’s true,” he said neutrally.

“Have you checked your voice mail?”

“No.”

“You should. I haven’t left a message like that in a while. I’ll see you later on. Or call me, if you like the mail.”

“I’ll do that.”

“I love you.”

“You too,” he said, nonplussed by her forwardness.

He clicked off and punched in the code for his voice mail.

“It’s just me,” said Lily. “I’m not calling to ask you to pick up something at the store or bug you about some household junk. I’m calling to tell you I wish you were inside me right now.”

Waters swallowed. Lily had not done anything like this for years.

“I know you don’t believe me, but it’s true. That’s what I’m thinking about right now. What we did last night. And I’m touching myself. I wish you could do this for me. Mmm. If you were, you’d know I’m telling the truth. Well…I hope you get home soon.”

He hung up and made the turn into Saragossa. As the clubhouse came into sight, he decided not to call Lily back. He was glad she was making an effort to close the distance that had separated them for so long, but he simply didn’t know how to respond.

He parked the Land Cruiser and walked through the front doors, then headed to the card room. Cole didn’t play golf anymore; he played gin or Bourée.

Waters found him sitting at a table with three men ranging in age from thirty to sixty. All four had stiff drinks in front of them. On any given day you could find the same crew here, talking, drinking, and gambling. If there was a game on TV, there would be money riding on that as well. Waters couldn’t imagine wasting his life this way, but he knew that men like Cole didn’t really have a choice. They followed their appetites, their appetites led them this way, and that was that.

“Rock!” Cole called. “You come out to play a few hands with us?”

“No. I need to talk to you for a minute. We’ve got some problems with a flow line in Jefferson County.

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