In Her Eyes by Sarah Alderson

Author:Sarah Alderson [Alderson, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781473681859
Amazon: B07L37GZLC
Publisher: Mulholland Books
Published: 2019-11-13T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter 28

I stand in the hallway, looking at the stairs. Fingerprint smudges dirty the bannister, and a trail of blood snakes down the steps – mine or June’s?

I guess Robert never got around to cleaning up the house and the idea of cleaning has never occurred to Gene before, so why would he start now? Hannah hasn’t been back since that first visit. Alone, I stand there and think through what’s happened, forcing myself to go back over that night. My brain tries to resist it but I know if I’m to get to the bottom of this I need to face it. I need to walk through the events of that night and see if I’ve forgotten something important, something that could help shed light on the truth.

I came in through the garage door, following June. I walk into the cold kitchen and try to picture it. June had left the milk out on the side. I put it away in the fridge. Then I poured myself some wine. Or did I do that after I went to see Robert? After, I think.

I walk out of the kitchen and, shoes echoing on the floor, I cross through the house to Robert’s study. The door was closed. I knocked. It was locked. He answered it. How did he seem? Alarmed? Nervous? He was anxious that June was home, I remember that. Is that because he knew what was about to happen and wanted her out of the house so she wouldn’t get hurt? God, I don’t know. It could be that, or I could be misreading the situation entirely. Maybe he was just worried that she was sick. Which is it? My memory is Swiss cheese. I feel like I have blind spots at the edge of my vision and I’m not seeing the whole picture properly.

Leaning against the door to Robert’s study, I close my eyes and try to picture the expression on his face. He was so distracted, desperate to get me out of the room so he could go back to whatever he was doing. And what was he doing? Was he working? Watching porn? Readying himself for the imminent break-in he had himself plotted and planned? Did my arrival throw a spanner in the works? But no, how could it? He had planned for us to be out at dinner that night anyway. None of us were meant to be home.

I bang my hand against the door, frustrated. It doesn’t make sense. How can I believe Robert masterminded an insurance fraud or that he was plotting to kill me? That’s not who he is. He’s a good man. It’s why I chose him. He’s a kind man. One of the best men I’ve ever known. I remember saying that to my father when I told him I was quitting school to get married and have a baby.

I cast my mind back. When I first met Robert he was a post-grad at NYU, studying computer science. I

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