We split up the book in four sections, we each pages silently, searching for some scene or detail that would parallel the real-life crimes.
Mine was about this gu’s life, Nelson Bush. His picture-perfect wife, catching her with another man. He killed them both, and his life changed forever.”Bingo!” Agnes spike up suddenly, she read out loud, bendingback the shelf of paper like a deck of cards.
She described a scene with Nelson Bush, breath pounding inside, voice ringing in his head, stealing through the halls of a hotel. The Grand Hyatt. A bride and groom in a suite. Nelson breaks in on them, he kills them without a second though.
“In a single act, Agnes read from the manuscript, he had washed away the stench of betrayal and replaced it with a fresh, heretofore I imagined desire. He lik
