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The time she’d found a bag in his car holding knives, a ski mask, gloves.
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at night, she could convince herself that they added up to something. But 1
then day would come, she’d see him, and her doubts would fade again.
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This was the man whom Laura loved, the man she hoped to marry. Finally, 3
after many false starts, her life was coming together. Steven was working 4
as a paralegal, and soon he’d go to law school. She’d support him while he 5
studied, and then they’d have a family. She imagined their future, a home 6
of their own, beautiful, perfect children. This dream had to be preserved 7
at all costs. Truth was the casualty.
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Over the years, she’d struggled valiantly to accept her lover’s stories, 9
done her best to accept his incredible tales at face value. The bloody shirt?
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Steven could explain. He’d used it as a bandage, wrapped it around an in-11
jured driver at the scene of a car accident. Never mind that he’d never 12
mentioned this before, was vague about time and location. Laura swal-13
lowed the story whole. Or told herself she did. He needed the mask and 14
gloves, he’d claimed, because of his allergies. He’d planned to take the 15
knives to be sharpened. The bones were from fried chicken.
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Melanie realized she was shaking her head, slowly, back and 18
forth. It was Laura’s failure to come forward that had left Gage 19
free to kill. How many lives might have been saved if Laura had 20
acknowledged the truth. Certainly Dahlia Schuyler’s. And maybe 21
many more. How could you not know? That had always been her 22
question. Because of this, she’d never fully trusted anything 23
Laura said. In her meetings with Laura, she’d done her best to 24
hide this skepticism. But despite her best efforts, she’d always sus-25
pected that Laura sensed her feelings.
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Still holding the book, Melanie went to the couch. As she set-27
tled into its cushioned depths, she stared out into the night.
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Hindsight is always twenty-twenty, her father used to say. For the 29
first time, she tried to look at events as Laura might have seen 30
them. Laura had needed love. Steven had offered it. Just like you 31
needed Frank. It’s really just the same. Like Laura, she’d seen what 32
she’d chosen to see, pushed the rest aside.
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She thought of how easily she’d accepted Frank’s self-serving 34
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found the right woman. His first wife hadn’t had a sense of self.
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She’d looked to him for that. He’d loved her, he said, he really 3
had, but you couldn’t live that way. Next he’d swung to the other 4
extreme, married a hard-core careerist. She hadn’t been capable 5
of intimacy. He’d been unbearably lonely. After these seductive 6
confessions, he’d gaze into Melanie’s eyes. With her, he’d say, 7
he’d finally found the love he’d always longed for.
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In fairness, she’d only been twenty-six, still a work in progress.
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Frank had been fifty-two, powerful, well connected. He’d gone 10
all out to dazzle her and, predictably, she’d been dazzled. For the 11
first year or so of the marriage, everything had been fine. Im-12
mersed in her work on the Gage appeal, she’d barely noticed the 13
shift, that Frank was coming home later and later, making more 14
out-of-town trips. In the ensuing months, he’d left countless 15
clues, but she’d refused to see them. Only when she’d found him 16
with another woman did she finally face the truth.
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She closed Diane’s book and put it on the coffee table. She still 18
hadn’t figured out what to do about Laura’s phone call.
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Happy Anniversary, Melanie. The words rose up in her mind.
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Were the notes connected to Diane’s murder? Was Laura right 21
about that? If only she hadn’t destroyed hers. She’d have liked to 22
study it now. Again, she reminded herself that Laura might be ly-23
ing. Laura herself could have sent the letter, dropped it off at the 24
firm. As for the watch, if it even existed, Laura could have 25
planted it. She’d certainly offered no proof on the phone that the 26
watch had belonged to Diane.
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But why would Laura go to such trouble? Melanie had to think.
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Was it possible Laura had come to crave her former notoriety?
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Could she have written the note in an effort to capture attention, 30
viewing Diane’s murder as a chance to regain the media spot-31
light? During the trial, Laura had briefly been a reluctant celebrity, 32
her trial testimony raptly followed by people all over the world.
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But if Laura had really felt so strongly, why had she talked to 1
Diane? Why had she given the interviews that appeared in The 2
Vanishing Man?
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Mulling this over, Melanie stood and headed for the kitchen.
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She shouldn’t be drinking on an empty stomach, but she still 5
didn’t feel like eating. She poured herself another glass from the 6
cold, beaded bottle, admiring the golden glow as it cascaded into 7
the crystal. Paul, something of a connoisseur, disparaged her 8
fondness for white wine. The reds, he said, were more complex.
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Melanie didn’t care. She had no interest in complexity, in her life 10
or in her wine.
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On the way back to the living room, Melanie tripped on a rug.
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She held the glass aloft, managing not to spill. Funny, she didn’t 13
feel the least bit drunk, but at this point, she must be. Still, her 14
mind seemed clear as glass, her thoughts unencumbered. If any-15
thing, the alcohol was helping her, clarifying her logic.
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That’s what alcoholics think. You really need to be careful.
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But that was one problem she didn’t have. She rarely drank at 18
all. She didn’t like the out-of-control sensation that alcohol usu-19
ally gave her. Laura had been an alcoholic, though she’d stopped 20
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drinking by the time they met. Perhaps that was part of the rea-21
son she’d always seemed so raw. As if her skin were literally thin-22
ner than that of a normal person.
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Melanie took a long sip of wine. Something was bothering her.
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The scenario she’d come up with. What was wrong with it? As 25
she sank down on the couch again, she realized what it was. The 26
time frame, that was the problem. The chronology didn’t work.
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According to the Times, Diane’s body hadn’t been found until 28
Tuesday. It would have taken another day at least for the news to 29
hit the papers. Yet the letter had arrived at her office almost two 30
weeks before then. It was dated April 5, and she’d received it the 31
following day. Again, that was almost two weeks before Laura 32
could have known.
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Laura Seton a murderess? Now that was really a stretch. Laura S 35
had been unstable, but she’d never shown signs of violence.
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Laura was the classic female depressive, all anger turned fiercely 2
inward. At least, that’s how she’d been before, at the time 3
Melanie had known her. In the intervening years, could she have 4
changed so much? Then Melanie thought of the voice on the 5
phone, so surprisingly strong. If Laura’s voice could change so 6
dramatically, might her temperament have changed as well?
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There was still the question of motive, though. That took an-8
other few seconds.
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She thinks that Diane’s book ruined her life. She did it for revenge.
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Disconcerted by the thought, Melanie put down her wine 11
glass. Laura had been angry about the book, Melanie remem-12
bered that now. She seemed to think that Diane had broken 13
some sort of unspoken agreement. The reaction was hardly sur-14
prising in light of how she’d come off. But if Laura had killed 15
Diane for revenge, then why call Melanie? Why take a step that 16
could only increase the risk that she’d be caught?
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Even that, though, Melanie decided, could be explained in 18
terms of psychology. Killers often volunteered to help solve their 19
victims’ murders. Often, they stayed bizarrely close to the scene 20
of the crimes they’d committed. That was the reason that inves-21
tigators photographed crowds at crime scenes. Amazingly often 22
the killer was there, lurking on the sidelines. Perhaps Laura’s call 23
was something like that, a variation on a theme.
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Laura. Laura’s call. With a start, Melanie realized that she’d ac-25
cepted this too without question. But how could she know that 26
the woman who’d called was really Laura Seton? Laura’s voice had 27
been breathy, her sentences full of false starts. Again, she thought 28
of the caller’s voice, the core of confidence. She’d noted the dif-29
ference right away but hadn’t made the logical leap. Perhaps the 30
caller hadn’t sounded like Laura because she was someone else.
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Tucking her legs beneath her, Melanie finished her wine. But 32
the warm glow she’d felt earlier continued to dissipate. The phone 33
rang. Melanie’s body tightened. She let the machine pick up.
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“Hi, sweetie. You there? Hello?” Paul’s disembodied voice 35 S
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Love you.
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The words drifted in the empty air. Briefly here, then gone.
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But do I love you? Do I love you?
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The words danced in her mind.
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When she’d heard the phone, she’d instantly assumed that it 5
must be Laura. Laura or whoever the woman was who’d called 6
her at work today. Her number was listed, after all, easily avail-7
able. The fact that the caller hadn’t tried her at home was slightly 8
reassuring. Or maybe she just had the sense to know that Melanie 9
wouldn’t pick up.
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Melanie lay back on the cushions, staring up at the ceiling. The 11
fog from the wine had come over her slowly but now it was thick-12
ening. She felt as if she’d been here for hours, but she’d yet to find 13
her answer. She kept coming back to the fact that she needed more 14
information. She’d thought about going to the police herself, re-15
porting the note she’d gotten. But like Laura — or the woman 16
who claimed to be Laura — she too wanted this kept quiet.
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She had no intention of becoming fuel for some lurid tabloid 18
story, especially not with partnership elections coming up next 19
month. Harwich & Young was an old-school firm, circumspect 20
in the extreme. A whiff of scandal might tip the balance. She 21
wouldn’t let that happen. Her career had already been derailed 22
once because of Steven Gage. She’d been lucky to get a second 23
chance. She couldn’t screw it up.
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You need to talk to her again. You need to see her in person.
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At first the thought surprised her, but it made a sort of sense.
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By insisting on a face-to-face meeting, she’d force her caller’s 27
hand. If it turned out that the caller wasn’t Laura, she might sim-28
ply disappear. And if the woman was Laura? What would happen 29
then? Melanie tried to think it through, to weigh the pros and 30
cons. Would a face-to-face meeting further complicate an already 31
messy situation? Of course it was a possibility, but she didn’t have 32
much choice. At least this time she’d be prepared. She’d have to 33
take the risk.
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Sunday, April 23
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t was a three-hour drive from Merritt to Manhattan, less if you 2
drove fast. Callie had planned to leave earlier, but she’d lingered 3
over breakfast with Anna. They’d made blueberry pancakes and 4
fresh-squeezed orange juice. By the time she dropped off Anna at 5
the Creightons’, it was after nine o’clock.
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Driving down I-91, she thought over what she planned to say.
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She’d been surprised by Melanie’s proposal that they meet face-8
to-face. On the phone, she’d been pretty sure that Melanie didn’t 9
quite trust her. She had to remember that the last time they’d 10
met she’d been a total mess. Melanie had no way of knowing how 11
much she’d changed
since then. Today, she’d stick to the facts.
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That was the best approach. She’d brought the note and watch, 13
as Melanie asked. Concrete evidence.
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As she approached Manhattan, traffic became a tangled, fran-15
tic snarl. Cars and trucks dodged in and out of lanes, barely 16
avoiding collisions. A yellow cab cut in front of her, almost clip-17
ping her fender. The driver gave her a murderous look. She 18
clutched the steering wheel. Ahead, the city skyline loomed, 19
jagged and imposing.
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They’d arranged to meet at the Lowell Hotel, Melanie’s sug-21
gestion. By the time Callie had parked her car, she was almost 22
half an hour late. If she’d had Melanie’s cell phone number, she 23
could have tried to call her. Instead, she took off down the street, 24
hoping Melanie had waited. She made her way across Park Av-25
enue, with its rows of blank-face buildings, past the Met Life 26 S
tower, past a red-brick church.
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When she reached the hotel, she rushed past the doorman, 1
down a short flight of stairs. Breathless, she almost collided with 2
a thin, tall blonde.
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For a moment, the two of them stared at each other.
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The woman was Melanie.
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A strange look played on Melanie’s face — surprise, regret, 6
confusion. Then she quickly regained her composure and held 7
out a manicured hand. “Hello, Laura,” she said.
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Callie’s body tightened. It was one thing to hear the name on 9
the phone, another to hear it in person. Laura Seton was a fig-10
ment. She lived only in memory.
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Callie forced a smile. “Please call me Callie,” she said. “I’m so 12
sorry to be late. Thanks so much for waiting.”
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“I figured you must have gotten lost. I hope you could follow 14
my directions.”
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“The directions were perfect,” Callie said. She was feeling a lit-16
tle dizzy.
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A brief uncertain pause. Then Melanie was briskly steering her 18
toward an elevator. “We’ll have tea upstairs in the Pembroke 19
Room,” she said. “Or lunch. Whatever you want.”
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They stepped out on the second floor.