“Not yet,” she said.
Never, he thought. Jocelyn's gone to the North Pole with a crazy skipper. Exaggerated. Very poor taste. Now she's dead. She's drowned. I did that. She said I would murder her, and I did.
“Well,” he said, “that's that.”
I'm certainly being reasonable, he thought. I'm certainly taking this very well. Wonderfully well. I'm certainly a tough guy. He turned over and buried his face in the pillow. Oh, God! Starry Eyes, I'm so sorry.... So sorry, Starry Eyes....
Table of Contents
Elisabeth Sanxay Holding
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER FOURTEEN