“What do you mean?”

“He could live with the lies.” One tear slid down her face. “You couldn’t.”

Jeff said nothing.

“That was why you left me. You couldn’t tell me the truth. And you couldn’t face me with that lie for the rest of your life.”

He didn’t respond. She knew the rest now. Jeff had run away and started what he had called his self-destructive stage. He got into the fight at that bar. Once he was booked, once his fingerprints had finally gotten a hit, they showed up in the homicide file. Stagger had covered it up, but that might not last forever. Stagger had probably gone to Cincinnati then, explained to Jeff that he had to hide, that if anyone ever looked for him, he couldn’t be around.

“Did Stagger help you get the Ron Kochman identity?”

“Yes.”

“So you ended up living a lie anyway.”

“No, Kat,” he said. “It was just a different name.”

“But now you are, right?”

Jeff said nothing.

“These past weeks with me, you’ve been living with the lie. So what were you going to do, Jeff? Now that we’re back together, what was your plan?”

“I didn’t have one,” he said. “At first, I just wanted to be with you. I didn’t care about anything else. You know?”

She did know, but she didn’t want to hear it.

“But after a while,” he said, “I started to wonder.”

“Wonder what?”

“Would it better to live a lie with you or a truth without you?”

She swallowed. “Did you ever come up with an answer?”

“No,” Jeff said. “But now I’ll never have to. The truth is out. The lies are gone.”

“Just like that?”

“No, Kat. Nothing with us is ever ‘just like that.’”

He moved toward the bed and sat next to her. He didn’t try to embrace her. He didn’t try to get too close. She didn’t move toward him either. They just sat there, staring at the wall, letting it all rush over them—the lies and secrets, the death and murder and blood, the years of heartbreak and loneliness. Finally, his hand moved toward hers. Her hand closed the gap, covered his. For a very long time, they both stayed like that, frozen, touching, almost afraid to breathe. And somewhere, maybe on a car radio driving by, maybe just in her head, Kat could hear someone singing, “I ain’t missing you at all.”

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

The author wishes to acknowledge the following in no particular order because he can’t remember exactly who helped with what: Ray Clarke, Jay Louis, Ben Sevier, Brian Tart, Christine Ball, Jamie McDonald, Laura Bradford, Michael Smith (yes, “Demon Lover” is a real song), Diane Discepolo, Linda Fairstein, and Lisa Erbach Vance. Any mistakes are theirs. Hey, they’re the experts. Why should I take all the heat?

If I accidentally left your name off this list, just let me know and I’ll throw you in the next book’s acknowledgments. You know how forgetful I am.

I’d also like to give a quick shout-out to:

Asghar Chuback

Michael Craig

John Glass

Parnell Hall

Chris Harrop

Keith Inchierca

Ron Kochman

Clemente “Clem” Sison

Steve Schrader

Joe Schwartz

Stephen Singer

Sylvia Steiner

These people (or their loved ones) made generous contributions to charities of my choosing in return for having their names appear in this novel. If you’d like to participate in the future, visit www.HarlanCoben.com or e-mail [email protected] for details.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

HARLAN COBEN is the internationally bestselling author of more than twenty previous novels, including the #1 New York Times bestsellers Six Years, Stay Close, Live Wire, Caught, Long Lost, and Hold Tight as well as the Myron Bolitar series and, more recently, a series aimed at young adults, featuring Myron’s nephew, Mickey Bolitar. The winner of the Edgar, Shamus, and Anthony awards, he lives in New Jersey.

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