Chapter 6

At 11:42 on Wednesday night, Russell had asked another woman to catch him if he left me.

The words glowed on Audra's screen, blue bubbles against the dark background.

I stared at the timestamp.

Eleven forty-two on Wednesday night.

Russell had been in bed beside me.

He had leaned over, kissed my temple, and pulled the quilt up to my chin before turning toward the wall.

While I reached out to switch off the bedside lamp, he was typing this to the woman sitting across from me.

"What did you answer?" I asked.

My voice sounded calmer than I felt.