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The suicide note from my best friend — or rather, the CIA officer who'd spent three years as my best friend — arrived via encrypted message at 2:47 AM. That's when I learned that e...
The hotel pool was empty at 2 AM, which was exactly why Elena had chosen it. Her phone glowed with the unread text from David: *I think we should take a break. I need to find mysel...
The goldfish had been swimming in circles for three years, and Maya understood the feeling. She stood before the tank in her sterile apartment, watching the orange scales flash lik...
Marcus stood on the terrace of his 42nd-floor apartment, nursing a glass of scotch and watching the storm roll in across Manhattan. At 47, he'd conquered Wall Street, ridden the bu...
The bull market had finally trampled him, and Daniel had nowhere left to hide. He sat on the edge of the infinity pool at his brother's empty villa in Costa Rica, nursing a papaya...
Emma found the bottle of prenatal vitamins in her dead sister's bathroom cabinet, expiration date: three months after the funeral. The discovery knocked the wind out of her. Karen ...
Elena sat alone at the wrought-iron table, picking at the spinach wilting on her plate. The resort restaurant was nearly empty—Tuesday always the worst day for business, the waiter...
The office was a pyramid, of course—Marcus at the base supporting weight he couldn't see, Elena somewhere above him in the stratosphere of vice presidents. They'd broken up three w...
The pool was empty at 6 AM—just the way Elena liked it. She'd been **swimming** every morning since Marcus left, fifty laps of silent meditation where the only sound was her own br...
Elena hadn't felt like herself in six months—not since she'd taken the job watching him. She'd become something else: a creature of routine and borrowed routines, eating when he at...
The ocean was colder than she remembered. Elena swam through the predark darkness, each stroke a rebellion against the weight that had settled in her chest since yesterday. Since s...
Elena watched the fox dart across her garden, its red coat bright against the gray dawn. Six months ago, she would have called Marcus to share the sight. Now, his contact photo sat...