Freefall by Jessica Barry

Author:Jessica Barry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollinsPublishers
Published: 2018-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

Maggie

I made it to Bowdoin in record time. The campus was still in its summer slumber, and I passed only a few people on my way to the library. Doug was seated on his perch at security and sent me through with a wave and a smile.

Entering the cool hush of the library felt like walking into a sanctuary. Here was calm and quiet and order. Here were answers for me to find.

I found Barbara and asked her to set me up on the same computer. The man from the other day, Tony, came and sat down shortly after I arrived, another stack of books in front of him. He smiled and gave me a wave when he caught my eye.

I looked up the record of Ally’s plane crash to see if there had been any updates. Still no body. Still no definitive cause for the crash. Of course I knew that Jim would’ve told me if anything had changed, but I wanted to see for myself.

Next I looked up the address of the house in Bird Rock to see if it was on the market. Sure enough, there was a listing for it on the website of a fancy-looking Realtor. “Live the high life and surround yourself in luxury in this modern and spacious bungalow. Located in the heart of Bird Rock and only seconds from Windansea Beach, this house offers high-end finishes and breathtaking sea views.” The list price was north of $3 million.

I tried tracking down a few more leads but came up empty handed. After an hour of fruitless searches and dead ends, I sat back from the computer and folded my arms across my chest. I’d hit a wall.

The memory of the man in the Prexilane plaza suddenly surfaced in my mind.

I typed the word “Prexilane” into the search engine and scrolled through the results. There was a piece in Bloomberg from the week before speculating about a sale. “Acting CEO of Prexilane denies rumors of a sale to Hyperion Industries—but insiders say it’s only a matter of time.” Hyperion Industries—the name rang a bell. It clicked after a few seconds: the receptionist had mentioned Hyperion when I’d first turned up at the office. I smiled to myself. No wonder there’d been so much commotion when I arrived—they thought I was coming to buy the company.

The rest of the entries about Prexilane were standard business fare. I needed to get more specific.

The stricken look on the man’s face as he talked about his wife’s death, the anguish in his eyes . . . He’d said they’d given her the pills after she’d given birth to her daughter.

I pictured the smiling blond woman on the billboard. Somnublaze.

The first few pages were medical websites explaining Somnublaze’s use for treating postpartum depression. I clicked on one at random but didn’t find anything out of the ordinary—the article described the circumstances under which it would be prescribed and the side effects, which were minimal: headache, nausea—nothing more than you’d expect from taking any medication.

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