Chapter 261

Was she capable of taking a life? Yes, she was, and she had done so before. But that was in self-defence. But this woman in front of her, this egotistical, jealous, insane woman, this woman who gave birth to Ari, this woman who was trussed up like a pig and groaning in pain from the burns inflicted by the hair straightener, was defenceless. Elodie gripped the tiny glass bottle in her palm. What would her parents do if they were in her place? Her mother Madeline would probably go to the police, but the double murder was five years ago and there was no evidence other than a madwoman’s confession extracted under torture. Her father Raymond… Elodie wasn’t so sure anymore. She used to believe her father was a gentle soul, like her mother. But would a man who befriended a character like Jay Moretti, a man who hunted big game and organised underground car races in his youth, really trust something like this with the police? Giovanna fidgeted. The bedsheets binding her wrists were cutting into