Life Penalty [antikvár]

Chapter 1 The nightmare began at exactly seventeen rmnur.es after four on the last afternoon of an especially warm sunny day in April. Up until that moment Gail Walton had considered herself a lucky woman, and if one of the reporters who later thronged to her house ai 1042 Tarlton Drive had asked her to name her reasons for so considering herself, she would have been able to do so easily. Holding up the hands she would later use to shield her face from their cameras and the relentless, blinding fiashes of iights, she would proudly enumerate the reasons for her good fortune with her long, elegant fingers. The first reason had to bejack, a man as straightfoiward as his name, nothing fancy about him and perhaps a little rough around the edges, but a giving and honest man to whom she had been married the last eight years. The next two fingers would mark off each of her daughters, Jennifer and Cindy, two very different children by two very different men, which would bring down the fourth finger, the fourth reason Gail Walton considered herself a lucky woman, her ex-husband Mark Gallagher. Not all women enjoyed the easy, relaxed relationship Gail could claim with her ex-husband, and though it hadn't always been such, the last few years had brought each of them to the pleasant realization that perhaps their five years together had not been so misspent after all.