Page 83 of 12 Months to Live


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“Am I?”

He actually winks at me. “Just keep being your best self.”

“Sure. Go with that.”

“So you know. Brigid was telling the truth.” He smiles. “Being a good friend to the end.”

He gives me a quick thumbs-up.

“Still lawyer-client privilege, right?”

“To the end.”

“Just checking.”

“Cut the shit,” I say, “and tell me why you needed her to stop talking.”

“Because I couldn’t have her testify, under oath, that we were having an affair.”

I’d been right. And about that, my sisterhadbeen lying all along.

Just not under oath.

At least not yet.

“How long?”

“The affair?”

“No, Rob, your membership at Maidstone. Of course the affair.”

“How far back do you want to go?”

He’s actually enjoying this.

Even here, even now.

I want to get out of my chair and give him a good smack. Not the first time I’ve had the urge. Surprised in the moment that my own heart rate isn’t makinghismonitor jump.

When I have my breathing back under control, I say, “Whatever the two of you were doing that night, she was still providing you with an alibi.”

“I know that. But I couldn’t let her testify that I was doingher.”

Now I am out of my chair before I even realize it, standing over him, nearly knocking down the little drink tray, my face close to his. And whatever he sees on my face in the moment, he tries to move as far as he can to the other side of the bed.

But I grab his free arm to hold him in place.

“You want to be a pig,” I say quietly, “be one after I leave. And don’t ever be one again when you’re discussing my sister. Are we clear?”

“Yes. Now let go of me.”

I let go of his arm and sit back down.

“Now tell me why you couldn’t have her admit to the affair.”

“Because of the prenup.”

Sixty-Two

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