Epilogue

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Max Hastings Twelve Years Later We have a saying in Texas: big hat, no cattle. It’s about appearing one way but being another. There’s another I’m quite fond of as well: never trade what you want most for what you want now at the moment. If only it were a lesson I’d learned sooner. It took me a long time to work out if and why Laurel would have killed Nina. I couldn’t see a motive. I suppose my own guilt about the affair, and in getting my wife mixed up in it, came to play. if whyIn the end, I had been looking at it all wrong. The truth unraveled slowly, as truth tends to do. Shortly after my sentencing, a donation came through. Initially, following my arrest, my brother had taken Ellie in. But when it became obvious that my stay was not going to be a relatively short one, Nina posthum

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