Take It to the Grave Bundle 2 by Zoe Carter

Author:Zoe Carter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

Maisey

I watched as the preacher poured the water over Elliot’s head. Right on cue, my nephew started bawling. My lips quirked. He definitely wasn’t afraid of expressing himself. I remember when Sarah used to be like that. My gaze flicked to my sister.

She was dressed in a prim-looking soft-pink skirt and jacket, a white silk blouse beneath. She looked so proper, so virtuous, standing to the side of the baptismal font. Despite the sweltering heat inside the church, Sarah looked cool. Composed. There was no indication in her expression that there was anything wrong between her and Warwick, that her husband abused her or that she’d agreed to run away with me. Or that the woman standing next to the altar had once been an escort.

And everyone thinks you’re the actress, Lucy said dryly. Your sister does a spectacular job of fooling everybody.

Because she has to. She’s protecting herself.

I couldn’t blame her. The stress was getting to me. I had to force myself to eat. I couldn’t sleep, and I was having more moments where I’d lost time. Sarah, though, looked great.

I couldn’t begin to imagine what her life had been like, sleeping with all those men, being used by them. By Warwick... I glanced at my brother-in-law. He was dressed in a navy suit and pink tie that matched Sarah’s ensemble. He smiled as Elliot wailed, his arm snaking around my sister’s waist. They presented themselves as the picture-perfect couple.

Alice sniffled into her hankie. “It’s so beautiful,” she murmured. “I’m so glad we have another baby in the family.”

I glanced at my mother. Her words from the picnic still haunted me, but I’d managed to distract myself with Sarah’s situation, with our escape. My mother had seen me pick up Frankie from the pool. My eyes narrowed. What if Sarah was wrong? What if my mother was Truth Seeker?

A movement caught my eye, and my gaze lifted to meet Caleb’s over my mother’s head. The look he gave me was serious, intent. He’d heard Alice’s remark. I smiled and turned back toward the howling baby at the front of the church.

Caleb didn’t know. Did he? He wasn’t home when Frankie died.

He had a key. He could have been there.

I shook my head at Lucy’s preposterous suggestion. No. Caleb wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t hide in the house and not reveal his presence, not if a baby was dying. Besides, he was direct, honest. He wouldn’t be hiding behind this Truth Seeker persona. He’d come straight out and ask, if he had any doubts.

I watched as my sister and Warwick, along with Elliot’s godparents—from Warwick’s side of the family—promised to love and protect my nephew, and bring him up in the church.

I silently repeated that vow. Never again would something bad happen to a baby in my family. Never again.

* * *

I glanced around the conservatory at the oh-so-beautiful people. Edward and Eleanor had what I’d call the quintessential East Hamptons home. Multigabled roofs, loads of windows, yet

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