The Boy From the Woods by Coben Harlan

Author:Coben, Harlan [Coben, Harlan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, None, Mystery, Suspense, Crime, Adult, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781538748145
Amazon: 1538748142
Goodreads: 51204046
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2020-03-17T07:00:00+00:00

Wilde pocketed Saul Strauss’s business card and stood.

He meandered toward the lobby bathroom, urinated for a fairly long time, then—to quote-paraphrase Springsteen—he checked his look in the mirror and wanted to change his clothes, his hair, his face. He splashed water on his cheeks and tidied himself up as best he could. He walked to the glass elevator and pressed the up button. Nicole the bartender caught his eye and gave a small nod. He didn’t know how to read it or if it meant anything at all, so he gave her a small nod back.

To get to the top floor you needed to slide a key card into the slot. He did that with the card Sondra had given him. He rode up, leaning against the glass, looking down as the lobby grew smaller and smaller. Faces swirled through his mind’s eye—Matthew, Naomi, Crash, Gavin, Saul, Hester, Ava, Laila. Laila.

Shit.

He got out and headed down the corridor. He stopped in front of the door with the brass sign reading PRESIDENTIAL SUITE in fancy script. He looked at his key card. He looked at the door. Sondra was beautiful. You could criticize this type of relationship or label it or consider it empty or whatever other judgment card you feel like pulling out, but it was all a matter of perspective. He and Sondra could link up and have something special. Just because it didn’t last did not make it less so. Cliché, sure, but everything dies. A beautiful rose lives but a short time. Certain termites can survive for sixty years.

A Bon Jovi song came to mind. Man, first Bruce now Jon. How New Jersey could he be?

“Want to make a memory?”

Wilde took one more look at the door, thought of Sondra and that long red hair fanned across his chest. Then he shook his head. Not tonight. He would head back down to the lobby and call her from the house phone. He didn’t want her waiting up for him.

That was when the door opened.

“How long have you been standing here?” Sondra asked.

“Minute or two.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“Probably shouldn’t.”

“Talk?”

“I’m not much of a talker.”

“But I’m a supergood listener,” Sondra said.

He nodded. “Yeah, that’s true.”

She took a step back. “Come on in, Wilde.”

And he obeyed.

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