Chapter 43 Sean found it nearly impossible to take his eyes off the widow’s expressionless gaze while she sat quietly in his car across the parking lot, sheltered by a shade tree. Lisa hadn’t uttered a word since finishing the letter. In his hand, Sean held the well-used receiver from a pay phone outside of a convenience store, having just confirmed a collect call to the Winston Police Department.
He could only imagine the confusion and pain that Lisa must be experiencing, having found out in the same day not only that her husband had killed himself, but that their whole marriage was a lie— one that had nearly gotten her killed less than an hour ago.
The somberness that surrounded her displayed a stark contrast to the typical summer action of an upper-scale, carefree community in norther
