to the deep shadow beside the Porsche. T

lowed down. It parked dir

ned his head out. He squinted into the rain, loo

her voice. "H

eight, ready to step out. "Then let me end this now." His voice was not a question. It

gainst his chest. She shook he

whisper. "He's the one who held the wire while Heidi measured the heig

ing it. She rubbed wet mud onto the hem of

out of the shadows and walked toward

She was supposed to be dead. He had driven here expecting to find a corpse, not

oncern. He pushed the door open, grabb

are you stopped here?" He

pointed toward the dark curve ah

can't see the road. Can you go check the fro

d to walk her right into it. The same wire he had helped string. The same

front of the Porsche. He didn't look down. He was too busy grinn

med into the taut steel wire-the sam

hipped backward, his feet flying out from under him. He crashed onto the

ecapitate-it clotheslined him with brutal, bone-jarring force. A dark, angry welt bloomed instantly a

ithe on the wet asphalt with the cold, detached curiosity of someone observing an i

. He groaned and looked up. He saw

with pain and dawning terror. "You

ed while you did it. You drove here tonight to photograph my body." She took a single step c

and deadly. "Did you think I'd cry while you stood ov

he was looking at a corpse. "You touched what belongs to me," he said. His voice was almost conversational

arted shaking uncontrollably. His phone-still clutched in his trembling hand-b

ure the man bleeding by the Porsche. I want him alive for questioning. And trace the incoming call

rearview mirror, and pulled out the dashcam memory card-the one th

she said, not even looking back at Jaydin. "Every detail. Every meeting. Every text. And when I'm done with Heidi, may

He collapsed back onto the wet asphalt, his blood

unded behind h

n was clutching his che

ed forward. Ansley lunged a

. He was covered in col

shouted. "