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Elena had become an expert in the mathematics of betrayal. Three years of marriage, and she now knew that Marcus's late nights at the office added up to exactly twelve missed dinne...
Elena found the hat buried beneath his winter coats—a charcoal fedora that smelled of another woman's perfume, vanilla and something chemical, like hairspray from a decade past. Sh...
Maya floated on her back in the hotel pool at midnight, the water cradling her like some indifferent womb. Above, the pyramids of Giza pierced the starless sky—ancient monuments to...
The fan blades spun lazily above, stirring the humid air of the small shop on Calle Ocho. Outside, palm trees rustled in the evening breeze, their fronds silhouetted against the fa...
The pool at the Coral Springs Resort glittered with an almost hostile beauty. Elena stood at the edge, clutching her third gin and tonic, watching the padel tournament unfold on th...
Elena had been running for forty-five minutes when her phone buzzed again. Marcus. Always Marcus now, calling at odd hours, leaving voicemails that started with explanations and en...
The first time Elena saw the lightning strike through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the 42nd floor, she was eating spinach from a plastic container that had gone slightly warm. I...
The neon sign buzzed overhead: MYSTIC MADAME ROSA - PALM READINGS. Elena adjusted her veil, her heart racing. She wasn't Madame Rosa, fortune teller. She was Elena, corporate spy, ...
Elena sliced the papaya with practiced precision, the knife sliding through yellow-flecked flesh like a secret she'd been keeping for months. The sweet, musky scent filled their ki...
Marcus stood in the empty living room, holding the coaxial cable like a dead snake. The cable guy had left twenty minutes ago, taking with it the last tether to the life Marcus had...
Elena sat on the edge of the rooftop pool, her legs submerged in the heated water. The city sprawled below them, a constellation of artificial stars that somehow felt less real tha...
The palm reader in Key West had told Elena she'd make a life-altering decision by thirty-five. She'd laughed, paid twenty dollars, and flown back to Chicago to close the merger tha...