Page 61 of Don't Trust Her


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Peter turns to me. Doesn’t speak, doesn’t blink. Pinches the bridge of his nose before turning his attention back to me. “She cheated on me.”

“And you think she deserves todiefor that?”

“It was with my own brother!”

“Maybe you should kill him instead. Siblings are supposed to be there for you. Spouses? Not so much.”

His eyebrows furrow, and he aims the gun at me again.

Clearly that was the wrong thing to say.

I take a deep breath. “Look, we both want Angelina out of the picture. Why don’t we work together?”

“You’re no more trustworthy than her!”

“But you and I both want the same thing.”

He shakes his head as he steps closer to me, keeping the barrel in my direction.

“Think about it.” I hold my hands up again. “If we kill her, I could step into her life. Nobody would even realize she was gone. The police would never put you on a suspect list—and face the facts. You’d be at the top of their list as the husband. The fact that she cheated would make you even more so.”

He narrows his eyes. “What do you get out of the deal?”

“The life I’ve always wanted. The one I deserve. How is it fair that Angelina got to have such a good life when I was given such a crappy one? As her twin, I deserve everything she has. And I can easily step in as your wife and your children’s mother. Nobody would notice! You’re the only one who figured anything out, and that makes sense. You know her better than anyone.”

“You messed up, making me realize you weren’t her. Who’s to say you wouldn’t do the same later with her friends? She’s known Megan longer than me. Those two know each other inside and out. You would never be able to pull the wool over her eyes.”

“No?”

“Trust me.”

“I had a lovely conversation with Megan just yesterday. She didn’t suspect a thing.”

He jolts. “You’re lying.”

I am, but I’m not going to admit that to him. “We had a nice long talk at that coffee shop. I just followed her lead, and she bought everything I said.”

Peter tilts his head, studying me.

“Think about it,” I say slowly. “Nobody could suspect you of killing her if she’s still walking around, living her life. It’s the perfect solution. And you’d still have someone to take care of the house and kids.”

“You think I could stand looking at you every day?” Spittle flies from his mouth. “You have her face! The face of the woman who betrayed me. I can’t do it. I won’t.”

“I could live in a different part of the house. We could work our schedules so we never have to run into each other.”

“You don’t think the kids would notice that?”

“I’m sure we would be able to come up with a believable story between now and then.”

He shakes his head vehemently. “Just looking at you now makes me want to take your life because of what she did. Killing her would be pointless if I still had to see her face every day in my own house. It isn’t happening. You need to leave town. Now.”

This man really is a tough nut to crack. But there has to be something he will agree to. Something that will benefit both of us, an idea that will allow me to walk out of this room alive.

Then it hits me. The perfect ploy to get rid of my sister that will benefit both Peter and me.

He won’t be able to say no.

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