Every Last Fear(76)
Keller exhaled. She knew it was crazy, knew it would end this way, but she was still crestfallen.
“A piece of advice, Agent Keller?” Lester said, her phone buzzing on her desk.
Keller nodded.
“Don’t make Charlotte’s killer your one-armed man. I’ve been down that road, and it nearly destroyed me.”
“But what if knowing what really happened to Charlotte is the only way to know what happened to the Pines?” Keller asked.
Lester put her elbows on the desk, laced her fingers. “Then you’re fucked, Agent Keller. You’re absolutely fucked.”
CHAPTER 47
EVAN PINE
BEFORE
“Come on, get in on this, Magpie,” Evan said. He held the phone in front of him for an airport selfie. Evan didn’t know if it was the bright sunshine, the smell of salt in the air, or being on their first family vacation in years, but he felt great. Revitalized.
“Daaad,” Maggie said, shaking her head.
Liv joined in, pressing her face against Evan’s. She waved Maggie over.
Maggie was turning red. A group of teenage boys was nearby. They weren’t watching, but their presence seemed to be enough to mortify his daughter.
Tommy said, “Can I be in the picture?”
Evan scooped him up. “Of course. But where are your cool shades?” Evan had bought them at an airport kiosk.
Tommy pulled the plastic sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.
“We’re going to keep it up until you join,” Evan said to Maggie.
Evan and Liv started doing exaggerated poses—sucking in their cheeks, squinting sexy eyes, making peace signs with their fingers.
“Fine,” Maggie said, marching over. She moved her face into the shot. “Take it!”
“Say cheese.”
“Seriously, Dad.”
Evan and Liv laughed, and he took the shot. Maggie quickly distanced herself from them, but Evan swore he saw the faintest trace of a smile on her lips.
Examining the photo, he felt a warmth in his chest followed by a beat of sadness that the rest of the family, his boys, weren’t there.
None of that, he told himself. He wanted to keep up the mood, the vibe. He was still buzzed from the warm beer on the plane and the kiss Liv had given him when the kids had dozed off. One that had sent an inferno through him. If she had invited him to the plane’s bathroom, he would’ve risked it and joined the Mile High Club.
So, no dwelling on Danny or Matt. Or that he had no job. Or that they couldn’t afford the trip. Or that he’d come chasing another likely dead-end lead. Stop.
Liv looked at the photo. “Ooh, I’m going to post that one later.”
She had given up on social media months ago, turned inward, and Evan felt another wave of something that suggested things were different. For Evan, it had come with a handful of pills regurgitated into the sink. What had caused the change in Liv? Evan had another thought: Who. Fucking. Cares. He reached for his wife’s hand and she took it quickly, lacing her fingers through his.
“Are we going to the beach, Daddy?” Tommy asked.
“You bet we are. But we might need to go to the toy store first.”
Liv gave him a sideways glance. Like she was going to say something, but stopped herself. Instead she grabbed his butt. “Let’s go find the van, sugar daddy.”
“Eww.” Maggie made a face. But there was the hint of that smile again.
* * *
It was two hours before the driver announced that they were in Tulum. The van blew past signs for the beach, and through the strip of tourist shops on the main road. It cut right onto a side street. The area had a grittier feel, run-down buildings painted in faded primary colors. Palm trees with brown leaves sagging over chain-link fences, a maze of power lines drooping overhead. The consequences of booking at the last minute during the busy season.
Liv looked at her husband.
He could read her mind. Don’t worry, he said with his eyes. It will be an adventure.
The van took another sharp turn into a small lane carved into a thicket of jungle. At the end of the road was a complex, six rental properties, each separated by a tall privacy fence. The van dropped them at the front gate and waited for Evan to punch in the code and get inside before taking off. The sounds of the forest filled the air.
Evan entered another code for the front door and he was pleasantly surprised at the space. It had stone floors and an open floor plan with a modern kitchen overlooking a dining area and living room.
Tommy ran down the hall to find his room. When he returned, he fast-walked, twisting around the sofa and the rustic wood table, ultimately landing on one of the stools at the granite kitchen counter. He jumped down from the stool and raced to the sliding doors in the living room.
“Where’s the beach?” he asked, staring out at the patio.
Liv knelt and looked into Tommy’s eyes. “We’ve got something better than a beach.”
He looked at her, his eyes wide.
“We have the jungle.” Liv made her hands like a tiger and pawed at Tommy. She glanced up at Evan, offering a smile.
Maggie looked around. Evan couldn’t quite tell what she was thinking. She peeked out the patio doors. “There’re bikes out there. Maybe we can ride into town for dinner.”