Sinful Obsession by Emilia Finn

Author:Emilia Finn [Finn, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beelieve Publishing, Pty Ltd
Published: 2024-03-08T00:00:00+00:00

“I’d have killed him with the peanuts.” Minka hitches herself up to sit on our kitchen counter. Her black slacks, tossed in favor of booty-short underwear. Her sexy, sleeveless top, switched out for a shirt she took from my side of the closet.

Cato survived the day with Mia.

Fletch swept the girl up as soon as we clocked out, slipped my already-wealthy mobster brother a fifty for his time, and then they were gone. To deal with the Jada bullshit. To deal with their lives, even when it hurts.

Aubree’s at the bar.

Cato’s there with her and Tim.

Fifi isn’t the type to follow us home.

Which means now it’s just me and my wife.

It’s my favorite way to exist.

“She didn’t have to make such a mess if she wanted him out of the way, Archer. Stabbing him leaves so much room for error.”

“What room?” I head to the fridge since we still have to eat, and I know our time is limited. Grabbing ingredients for an omelet, I toss them on the counter by the stove and get started. “She slices his artery, he’s dead.”

“He’s twice her size,” she argues. “Maybe she hesitates. Cuts him, but not good enough. Now he’s awake and pissed.” She reaches across our counter and selects an apple from our sad, and often neglected, fruit bowl. She must be starving if she’s willingly eating something healthy. “Adrianna could have easily gotten herself gutted using this method of killing.”

“You mean, the same method the vigilante used to kill Laramie Fentone?” I select a knife from our drawer, the irony not lost on me that it’s eight-inches long, just like the Alves’. “That time a man, twice the size of…” I glance across and look her up and down, “you was killed by a blade. You mean like that?”

“Laramie Fentone was asleep in his bed.”

I grab a cutting board and set a fat red pepper on top. “As was Alves. Well,” I amend, “in his recliner, but still.”

“Fentone’s killer wasn’t his smaller, beaten wife. His death was colder than that. More professional.”

I choke out a laugh and slice through the top of the pepper. “Professional. Okay. The point remains: women sometimes choose the blade. And it works relatively quickly. Quietly, even, when done right.”

“Adrianna is afraid of William,” she counters. “He’s already proven what he thinks of her. He was drinking and mean.”

“Drinking means he sleeps heavier. Who knows, maybe she fetched his drinks for him that night. The more he consumed, the heavier he would sleep.”

“Fetch?” She takes a noisy bite of her apple and watches me with a lifted brow. “Is she a dog?”

“You’re looking for a fight.” I set my knife down, grab a bowl and place it on the counter, then I crack eggs inside. “We have nowhere to look, Minka. No one else fits.”

“And the fact the murder method doesn’t fit means you have no choice but to look harder. She could have shoved peanuts down his throat while he slept and made the entire ordeal safer for herself.

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