Niall took the offered book and rifled through the pages until he came to the first entry going back almost two years or so. He read the pages and felt like he'd fallen into some kind of vortex, nothing made sense. She was talking about him but it was as if she were speaking of someone else, a stranger.October first: 'So far Niall's other personality doesn't seem to be dangerous, in fact he seems more interested in having sex than in harming anyone. It's like our honeymoon all over again and I get to have the joy of a lover without the guilt. And the sex, it's so fucking amazing that I selfishly hope the doctor never cures him. Unless he hurts himself or someone else of course.'He looked up at the Detective, "what's she talking about? What other personality?""Keep reading sir, it's all in there." Detective Sparks gave him time to read some more of what his wife had written, watching his face change with each new revelation.January: 'I've told Valerie about my new lover but so a

Back downstairs Niall kept reading his wife's words over and over as the love she bore him became more evident. How could I ever have doubted her he thought? And to think, last nightin our bed. Now he was the one who felt sick to his stomach. It was sheer strength of will that kept him seated.Officer Bailey had finally got the cuffs on Valerie and was leading her from the house when she announced her need for the bathroom. Officer Bailey had the good sense to stay rooted outside the door so he could cuff her again once she was done and then led her outside to put her in the back of the squad car."I guess I'll be going now sir. I'll be in touch in a couple days or so but you have my number if you need me.""Thank you detective and please accept my apologies for giving you such a hard time.""No apology necessary sir, I understood your position."He nodded his head as she turned her attention to the room's other occupant. She hadn't given herself time to be excited at the fact tha

Valerie was gravitating between rage, and moments of clarity. One minute she was remorseful and the next she was filled with such hate she'd try to break the bars of the cell in half with her bare hands.How had she ended up here? She'd planned everything down to the last detail. She'd bought everything under the name of the company, a name that hardly anyone in the town knew or even remembered. It wasn't the same name as the one on the marquee outside the gallery of course, but the name her great grandfather had used for the family business decades ago.It's an umbrella company that the relatives of her generation still uses, comes in handy for tax cuts and things like that. Along with some other less above board dealings that were better left alone.She'd never have expected the local detective and that hick she works with to unravel all her hard work so easily. She thought for sure they'd have written it off as a prank gone wrong, anything but the conclusion they'd drawn; the rig

This is why she never lets her stupid heart get involved. If it were anyone else she wouldn't be beating herself up like this. She'd have relayed the news, offered her condolences and be gone already. But here she was, sitting outside his home on a Sunday afternoon panicking like she was about to take the state exam all over again.She realized as she sat there that she was worried not only about how he was going to take the news about his wife's suicide, but how he was going to feel knowing that she'd done it not long after he refused to speak to her.Sergeant Walker had shared that much with her in an aside. The poor man was feeling guilty and scared shitless that he was going to lose his job and his pension for breaking protocol. She'd promised to keep it just between the two of them and didn't bother warning him against doing it again, she was sure this was a lesson he'd never forget.***Riley heard the car pull up outside but didn't bother to get up and look. He'd finally got

Bobby got back to the shop just in time but that didnÕt stop old man Stone from grouching at him. ÒYou bout to find yourself in a whole heap a trouble boy!Ó The older man shook his head after making that admonishing prediction. Bobby just grinned. He knew that almost everyone knew what was going on between him and Melissa, even her husband he was sure. But that was no reason to stop fucking the best pussy this side of town. HeÕd been fucking her for a good three and a half months now, every afternoon like clockwork. She was good to him too. When she was on the rag, sheÕd give him head and let him cum in her mouth, or give up that fine ass without complaining like some do and the best part, she never asked him for shit. All in all Bobby saw no reason to give up a good thing just because of a few wagging tongues. ÒAinÕt you scared? You see what happened to that Davis woman a few weeks ago?ÓÒThat was different, that OÕRourke chick was crazy as cat shit, and that wom