Chapter Fifteen
Endpoint
Half an hour of shocks and questions later.
“You’re not thinking this through, John,” Christine said. “Why are you still lying to us? I told you we’ve seen the emails.”
“You told him!” Laura cried from behind me. “Why did you do that, Chrissy?”
“I wanted him to understand that we know everything,” Christine said. “I thought it would make him see sense and tell us the truth; but I seem to have overestimated his intelligence!”
“It doesn’t matter!” I cried, almost hysterical now. “There aren’t any emails that would make you think I was having an affair with Amy.”
Christine flicked through a sheaf of printouts.
“‘Last night there were no nightmares’,” she read, “‘and it was wonderful to have you next to me! I got some funny looks from the girls because of the n
