Linda Fairstein Latest Novel Novels & Stories

It was Linda. Evelyn’s stomach tightened, a sharp coil of unease. “You have nerve showing your face here.” Linda’s mouth curved in a faint smile, one that held no warmth. “You should thank me,” she said lightly, though her tone carried tension. “I am risking a great deal to speak to you at all.” “Why?” Evelyn asked, her words flat, cutting. Linda’s eyes glimmered in the dim light. “Because you are not the only one Claudia is after. She has begun moving money—through accounts I set up years ago. Accounts she assumes I no longer control.”

Walking out of a press building, hand in hand with Stella, looking composed, focused—strong. Nothing like the frightened woman who had once asked me to save her child in exchange for marriage. She had become someone else. No. She had become herself. And she had done it without me. My heart thundered. How long had I been unconscious? How had she…? The screen shifted again. Now Linda was the one being hunted—by cameras, police, and angry protesters. The Chase Foundation building was being raided. Her assets were frozen. Her name dragged through every major outlet in the country.

Then this new lifestyle was strange to her and she might just freak out. Linda raised her head to Lucia with a surprised look. She feared the young manager might notice the strangeness around her but now, she suspected Lucia. Was she extraordinary as her and could read the thoughts in people's minds? First was the designer outfit and now, the meal. Lucia was the strange one and if she could read minds, maybe she knew everything about her now and-- 'You're overthinking, Linda' She snapped at herself and beamed a smile at Lucia before she began eating.