The Third Mrs. Durst by Ann Aguirre

Author:Ann Aguirre
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: CVR09242018;CVR10252018;CVR10292018;anne aguirre;mystery;mystery fiction;mystery books;mystery novel;thriller;thrillers;suspense;suspense novel;suspense books;third mrs durst;third mrs. dirst;third mrs dirst;CVR12192018;CVR05312019
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2019-07-10T19:38:37+00:00

25

Like Vin said, for most people bad thoughts couldn’t become deeds.

He let me out at the sublevel foyer door. I had my own key card for the elevator and I knew the condo’s pin code, which was progress, but any of these “earned” freedoms could be revoked on a whim, which made them meaningless. I went up alone while Vin parked because that would look better to Michael on surveillance. Otherwise he’d claim that I wanted to stretch out the time with my bodyguard.

True, but I couldn’t let him learn that.

Jenny sent me a text as I got in the elevator. I answered it quickly, knowing Michael might well be reading my messages. He’d probably cloned this phone to keep tabs on me. My response was mundane.

Not bad, how’re you? Just so busy with the gallery! Hope the job is going well. Then I closed with the numeric code we used. That additional message was sit tight. But she must have been worried, especially after the way I’d disappeared. I wished I could email her a proper update, but I couldn’t trust any of the hardware Michael had given me.

I was in a grim mood when I stepped off on the penthouse floor, but I couldn’t put off writing the letter to Jenny. There was so much I had to say that couldn’t fit neatly in a coded message. We had alternate plans to make. The letter needed to be sent quickly, before Michael ruined the opportunity. As I finished pouring my heart out and begging for her support, the phone rang.

“Yes?”

I expected it to be Michael checking up on me. Even when he was in Europe, he knew where I was every minute of every day.

“Mrs. Durst?” I didn’t recognize this voice.

“Yes.”

“This is Brian at reception. There’s a girl here asking for you. We didn’t have any instructions left about a visitor, so I’m checking to see if you’re expecting someone.”

Oh shit, it might be Jenny.

“Who is it, please?”

“Just a moment.” I could hear some conversation taking place but couldn’t make out the words being spoken. “She says to tell you that Ariella is here.”

I staggered, all the blood rushing away from my head. The shock was so great, I had to brace against the wall. Of all the youngers, I’d never pictured Ariella tracking me down. She was next to smallest, only eight or so when I’d left home. That meant she was … how old, now? Dizzily I did the math and realized she was near eighteen, give or take.

“Mrs. Durst? Do you know her? Or should I see her out?”

My heart raced so hard I saw stars and I clutched the counter for support. Breathe. Protect Ariella. Breathe. Of all complications I could have foreseen, this one never came to mind. Somehow Barrettville felt like another world, one that didn’t even contain a bridge to my current reality. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

“I’ll be right down,” I managed to say.

Vin glanced up, astonished, when I raced out of the condo.

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