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chapter 32

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THE SECOND DEATH CERTIFICATE

(Sloane)

I call Riva Chen from the car before we've even cleared the Greenwich gate, because some things cannot wait for the comfort of my own kitchen table, and this, apparently, is one of them.

Riva says, "I'm sending you a scan right now. Don't open it around Liam's family until you've read it yourself first. I mean that as a friend, not a journalist."

I open it anyway, because I have never been good at taking advice about pacing my own grief, and the document lo
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  • The Wrong Bride   chapter 32

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    THE FOURTH CRIB(Sloane)Delgado's team is already at the Greenwich house when we arrive, floodlights staked into the lawn like a crime scene rehearsing for nightfall, though it isn't even four in the afternoon yet. I stand at the edge of the garden Eleanor has kept exactly the same for thirty years, boxwood hedges trimmed into the same soft rectangles, and I think about how many hours I spent here as a child with a paintbrush, unaware I was sitting on top of the one place in this family's history nobody ever wanted disturbed.Eleanor arrives twenty minutes after us, still in her courthouse clothes, and she doesn't ask what they've found. She stands beside me at the tape line and watches the crew work the soil back in careful layers, the way archaeologists move rather than the way construction crews move, because Delgado insisted on that distinction himself.I say, "You know what's under here."Eleanor says, "I know what I was told was under here. I have never actually watched anyone

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  • The Wrong Bride   Author's Note

    Sorry, this is not a chapter. Okay. I know. I KNOW. You just got to that line and your stomach dropped, or you gasped audibly and someone in the room asked if you were okay, or you scrolled up to reread it because you genuinely thought you'd misunderstood.Good. That's exactly the reaction I was writing toward, and honestly, moments like this are the entire reason I love serialized storytelling over just handing you a finished book. You get to sit with the cliffhanger. You get to theorize. You get to yell at your screen a little.Speaking of theorizing, I want to know what you think is actually going on. Is Adrian telling the full truth, or is this one more layer of manipulation from a man who's been playing chess since before Sloane was born?Do you think Eleanor knew more than she's letting on? Are the people she trusts, really worth her trust? Drop your theories in the comments, seriously, I read every single one, and some of you have gotten disturbingly close to things I haven't r

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