Capítulo 59: Chapter 59

I slammed out of the apartment, stomped down to the basement—for a change I wasn’t intimidated by the size and the shadows—and got those boxes. They would do for a start.

His office was neat, not a thing out of place. Even if he hadn’t been away for Four. Fucking. Weeks, it wouldn’t have looked much different. One of my regulars had once told me he never trusted a man who was neater than he was. Looked like he had a point.

I put a box on the desk I’d bought Wills, but before I could begin filling it with the books and DVDs that lined the shelves, I spotted the photo on his desk, the one from our Key West vacation, where he’d looked at me with such love in his eyes.

I picked it up and slammed it down on the corner of the desk, shattering the glass and mangling the frame. “You goddamned liar! Why did you make me believe you loved me?”