Chapter 5: Grilled Cheese

I didn't argue with him in the mud.

"Monday," I said. "I'll be there."

He took Brielle to the Maybach without another word.

The foreman fished the hard hat out of the pit with a rake.

He brought it over and held it out to me, dripping.

"For the record, ma'am," he said, "Ms. Merritt is the only one from that tower who ever asked my name."

"What did Ms. Cates ask you?"

"Where the bathroom was."

I laughed for the first time since I'd come into this book.

Holly was discharged on Saturday.

The doctor wanted her somewhere with people around her.

Her apartment in the book was a glass box downtown that Chase had picked. Nobody was ever there but her.

"You're coming to Lake Forest," I said.

She was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed in a sweatsuit the housekeeper had bought.

"Mrs. Pembroke, I really can't."

"You really can."

"Chase won't like it."

"Chase doesn't live there."

She looked at me for a long moment, puzzled.

Then she let me help her into the car.

The housekeeper had made up the yellow guest room on the second floor, the one that looked over the lake.

There were fresh flowers on the dresser. There was a stack of paperback mysteries on the nightstand.

Holly stood in the doorway and didn't move.

"Is something wrong?" the housekeeper asked.

"No," Holly said. Her voice was thick. "Nobody's ever done a room for me here."

She slept fourteen hours.

On Sunday afternoon she came down to the kitchen in socks.

I was standing at the stove.

The housekeeper had tried to stop me.

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