Will Trent 8: The Kept Woman by Karin Slaughter

Author:Karin Slaughter
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9781780893570
Publisher: Random House
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Present Day

CHAPTER NINE

Will pressed his phone tight against his ear. He heard Angie’s voice echo in his head.

It’s me, baby. Did you miss me?

Was this the Xanax? Will looked at his phone. CALLER ID BLOCKED. He sat up. He looked around the chapel like Angie might be there. Watching him. Laughing at him. He felt his mouth moving. He didn’t hear any words coming out.

“Will?” Her teasing tone was gone. “You okay, baby? Take a breath.”

Take a breath.

Sara had said the same thing to him downstairs. Except this time, he wasn’t having a panic attack. He was filled with a blinding, uncontrollable rage. “You fucking bitch.”

She laughed. “That’s more like it.”

Rippy’s club. Angie’s purse. Her gun. Her car. Her blood. And now the body in the funeral home with her wedding ring.

She had set him up. She had gotten herself into trouble, and whatever way she’d managed to claw her way out had presented an opportunity for her to fuck with his head.

He said it again, “You fucking bitch.”

She laughed at him again.

Will would’ve punched her in the throat if she were standing in front of him. He would find her. He would do whatever it took to track her down and strangle the life out of her worthless body.

The chapel door opened. Faith walked in.

Will took in gulps of air, trying to swallow down his fury. His outrage. His resentment.

Faith opened her mouth to ask him what was wrong.

He motioned for her to be quiet, saying into the phone, “Angie, why did you do this to me?”

Faith’s jaw dropped. She froze in place.

“Why?” Will demanded. “You faked that scene at Rippy’s club. You made me think you were dead. You made me think it was your body in the basement. Why?”

Angie was silent, though she’d had an entire day to contemplate her answer.

“Angie—” Will’s voice cracked. He felt raw, desperate to hear an explanation. “Tell me, God dammit. Why did you put me through this? Why?”

Angie drew out a long, exasperated sigh. “Why do I do anything?” She rattled off some familiar answers. “I’m a fucking bitch. I want to ruin your life. I make you miserable. I don’t know what you look like when you’re in love because you’ve never been in love with me.”

Will turned away from Faith, afraid to show her how much he could hate somebody. “That’s not good enough.”

“It’ll have to do for now.”

He couldn’t handle this. He was going to crack, end up dead on the floor, if he let himself feel all the things that were boiling up inside of him. He tried to think like an agent, not a human being who had just been skull fucked by a psychopath. “Whose body is in the basement?”

“Not yet,” Angie said. “First, tell me what it felt like when you thought I was dead.”

Will forced his fingers not to crush the phone. “What do you think it felt like?”

“I want you to tell me.” She waited for him to speak. “Tell me how you felt, and I’ll tell you who’s in the basement.

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