Betrayal Behind the Wheel novel · Chapter 11 of 24

Chapter 11: The Driveway

"She tracked my phone," I said.

"Of course she did."

Myra was already pulling on her jeans, hopping on one foot.

"I'm on your wife's family plan too, remember? She sees where you go."

"Why bring the Tahoe here at dawn?"

"Because she wants to be seen being wronged."

She yanked her sweater over her head and shoved her feet into sneakers.

I grabbed my shirt from the floor and buttoned it wrong.

Neither of us said anything about the last twelve hours.

We walked to the front door together.

Myra took a breath and opened it.

The street was gray and quiet, and the sprinklers had just come on.

The Tahoe sat at the curb with its engine running.

The driver's door was open, and Marissa stood next to it in a trench coat.

Colby was in the passenger seat, one arm hanging out the window.

He was watching his wife and me with the slack, dazed look of a man who has been caught in the rain.

In the back seat, strapped into her booster, sat Milly in her dinosaur pajamas.

She had a stuffed triceratops in her lap and her eyes were swollen.

Marissa must have collected her from my mother's house before dawn.

My whole body went hot and then ice cold.

"Marissa, what are you doing?" I said.

"What are you doing?"

She raised her voice, clear and carrying.

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