The Perfect Show (A Jessie Hunt Psychological Suspense Thriller—Book Thirty-Three) by Blake Pierce

Author:Blake Pierce [Pierce, Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2024-05-19T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Avery Sinclair was dying.

She’d been wearing four inch heels all morning and her calves were screaming at her. So when she finally got home to her Pacific Palisades home, after visiting four properties she’d recently put on the market, she was happy to slip out of those shoes and into some slippers.

It was a temporary reprieve. After having a quick bite for lunch, she had two other couples to meet with, both of whom wanted to list their places early in the new year. The only good thing was that the commute would be negligible, as they each lived nearby, in mansions even more impressive than Avery’s own home.

She was just prepping her salad when the doorbell rang. She wasn’t in the mood to walk all the way to the front door, so she checked her Ring app to see who it was. Unfortunately, it looked like the thing was acting up again, as the image was fuzzy at best.

The bell rang again, and she reluctantly went to answer it. The gardener, who wasn't supposed to be here until this afternoon, occasionally showed up early. And even though he had a key to the side gate, he wouldn't go in the backyard unless he knew someone was around to authorize it. He'd explained that a neighbor once called the police on him when he was working at a house. Since then, he never took a chance.

Avery looked through the front door peephole and saw that it wasn’t the gardener at all. Surprised, she opened the door.

“Hi,” she said, trying to be pleasant despite her mild irritation. “I thought we weren’t meeting up until after the new year.”

“I know,” her visitor said. “I’m sorry to just stop by. But I was in the area and thought it might be worth checking in, just in case.”

“I would have thought you’d call or text first,” Avery said, aware that she was being ungracious but not caring that much. Her salad time was quickly evaporating.

“I actually lost my phone,” her visitor said. “Truthfully, I think it might have been stolen, though I can’t prove that. That’s another reason I figured I’d come by. Until I get a new one later today, I don’t know who’s been trying to get in touch with me. But if this is a bad time, I can always come back.”

Avery didn’t like the idea of having to go through all this again soon, so she decided to bite the bullet.

“No, come on in,” she said. “But we’re going to have to multi-task. I have some appointments soon, so I’m putting together some lunch. We can talk in the kitchen. Close the door behind you.”

“Actually,” the visitor said as they closed the door, “do you mind if I use your bathroom really quick? I’ve had to go for a while.”

Avery stifled a sigh of frustration and pointed down the hall. “It’s the second door on the left,” she said. “Just come back this way when you’re done. The kitchen is down on the right.

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