What She Doesn't See by Debra Webb

Author:Debra Webb [Webb, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: cia, Secrets, Woman in Jeopardy, opposites attract, independent woman, forty something, dangerous lover
Goodreads: 25791130
Publisher: Pink House Press
Published: 2014-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Still fuming, Alex parked in her driveway and strode up the walk to her front door. If Murphy’s story was legit and he was investigating the case, she suspected it was about the lens and not Hitch’s murder—which would explain why Patton had been left out of the loop. The trouble with that scenario was that if Murphy suspected she knew something, who else did? The man who had killed Hitch. Probably the same one who’d blown up O’Neill’s home. This, of course, was assuming Murphy wasn’t that man.

Was she only giving him the benefit of the doubt—despite what Patton said—because he was drop-dead gorgeous?

Her mother’s comment about how alike they were nagged at Alex but she ignored it. They were total opposites. Anyone who knew them would say the same. Alex liked being in control. She liked standing on her own two feet. She liked doing things her way. Her mother was rarely in control of her destiny. She was wholly dependent upon Alex for a place to live and a job. Her relationships always ended badly.

Guilt for being so hard on her mother pinged her. Marg tried. Most of the time anyway.

Alex tossed her bag onto the sofa and kicked off her stilettos. She would peel off the dress later. First she wanted a beer and something to munch on. She’d totally forgotten lunch except for a bag of chips, and grease didn’t technically count as a food group. Mostly she wanted to put this whole mess out of her head for a minute.

She grabbed a Corona from the fridge and quenched her thirst. After throwing together a ham sandwich and snagging her shoes, she headed to her room to get comfortable with the stack of magazines she’d borrowed from Marg’s apartment. She smiled. Even if she died tonight, Shannon would just assume Marg had left the gossip rags at Alex’s house or that Alex had confiscated them for some reason.

She stopped. Just because both she and Marg liked the gossip rags didn’t mean they were alike.

They were nothing alike.

She wasn’t going to think about that anymore. She went into her room and put the shoes away in her closet, set her half-empty beer and sandwich aside, and was just about to wiggle out of her dress when she noticed the earring glittering on the carpet.

It was one of those freak things. The tiny platinum-and-pearl stud was so small it was a miracle she saw it at all. Somehow her gaze just happened to land in the right spot and recognition fired in the only two brain cells she had left that were paying attention.

She bent down and picked it up. Since she hadn’t worn these particular earrings in months, she frowned. Placing the earring on top of her jewelry box, she opened the first dresser drawer—the one where she kept her panties. Things appeared in order. She was pretty sure Marg had gone through her things and borrowed something recently. She’d meant to mention that to her and she’d forgotten.

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