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We were silent as we drove back to Coldlake Falls, the air in the car thick with tension. I stared out the window at the passing landscape, feeling sick. We’d come so close, taken too big of a risk. Eddie had behaved more like the man who had picked fights before being discharged from the army than the husband I knew. I didn’t recognize him.
We had broken into a man’s house, left evidence that we’d been there. If John Haller called the police to report the break-in, it could be traced back to us. Our car had been parked in front of Haller’s house. Kal Syed—a cop—had followed us there, talked to us. We had left footprints, fingerprints. It would take only a few phone calls before our names came up.
The panic oozed through my stomach, crawled up my back. The familiar feeling I’d had so many times in my life, every time Mom said we had to pack and run yet again. The fear that had pulsed through my skull in every motel room and long stretch of highway as Mom and I stayed a step ahead of the police. It was so close I could practically hear her voice. Relax, baby. Everything will be fine. We’ll just keep going. When we stop for gas, don’t let anyone see you and don’t use the bathroom. Try to sleep. The state line is just a few hours away.
The threat was as real as it had ever been. If we were arrested, we couldn’t afford lawyers. We had no defense. If we were convicted of robbing John Haller, we’d both have criminal records. We could do prison time, and then who would hire us? I might be finished at the bowling alley already, and there was no way Eddie’s boss would give him his job back if he was a convicted criminal.
One of the ways I’d survived this long was by never crossing the line into breaking the law. Staying invisible, especially to the police, was my best line of defense. Eddie had just smashed a hole through it.
I glanced at him. His jaw was set, his gaze fixed straight ahead on the road. There was no scrolling through the radio dial this time, no laughing at my stupid jokes. Sweat was beaded on Eddie’s temple, and his knuckles were white as he gripped the wheel. The silence was so suffocating it felt stuffed down my throat.
It wasn’t until we saw the first sign for the Coldlake Falls city limits that Eddie spoke. “If you want to leave, April—if you want to cut and run—I won’t hold it against you.”
I closed my eyes. It would be easy. I knew where the keys to the Pontiac were. When we got back to Rose’s, all I’d have to do was get in and drive. I knew how to get a new identity, start over. I knew how to leave April Carter dead at the side of the road if I had to. I had done it so many times.
Think, April. Think.
“You believe I’d do that?” I asked him, unable to keep the hurt from my voice. “You believe I would just abandon you? Maybe Quentin got to you more than you think he did.”
“What are you thinking about me right now?” my husband shot back. “You think I’m crazy. The way I just acted was nuts. So Quentin got to you, too.”
I flinched at his words. “Tell me why we just risked getting arrested. Can you do that much?”
His voice was a roar that filled the car and made me flinch again despite myself. “I don’t fucking know. Okay? I can’t explain it. I am nuts. You know that. I always have been.”
“Don’t say that!” I shouted back at him, my feelings raw, my eyes stinging. “If you’re nuts, then so am I. We’ve been through too much, Eddie. Too much. So just man up and tell me what’s going on.”
It was his turn to flinch, but when he spoke, his words were shockingly calm. “She’s in my head.”
I stared at him. “Shannon?”
His hands gripped the wheel even tighter, and he looked tormented. “I don’t know how she got into my mind, but she’s there. I’m starting to think she’s been there since that first night, and it’s getting worse. Or maybe I’ve just completely lost my sanity after all this time. That wouldn’t surprise me. Either way, it’s probably better for you if you leave.”
Technically, he was right. I was good at cutting my losses.
But these murders were my fight. Shannon was my fight. My life as April Carter was my fight. And most of all, Eddie was my fight.
“Why did she pick you?” I asked Eddie. “Why you, of all people?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know.”
The stolen photo sat in my back pocket, practically screaming into the silence. I couldn’t show it to Eddie now, not when he was hanging by a thread. But he’d need to see it. We had to know.
I looked around and realized we were driving through downtown Coldlake Falls. “Where are we going?” I asked.
“I’m trying to find a one-hour photo place. There has to be one around here.”
We passed a pizza place, a strip mall with a tiny video store and a nail salon. It was late afternoon now, and everything would close soon. “What if there’s nothing on the film you took?” I asked.
“There’s something.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I know it.”
The stress was throbbing in my temples, mixing with the heat. When was the last time I ate? I didn’t even know what day it was anymore. I had long ago lost track of this honeymoon.
