Finger Prints
“It all fit. He should have put the pieces together sooner. Had it not been for Pritzak, though, it might have gone on forever. It appeared that Carly wasn’t going to tell him.
He thought back to all the signs. The fear in her eyes that first night when, frightened in the dark, she must have thought she was being followed. The slip of her husband’s name. Her reticence to speak about those years since Matthew had died. The nightmares. Her quickness on legal issues, her aversion to lawyers, her vehemence when they had discussed the case he considered taking against the Globe. Her sudden disappearance, then the tag on her luggage. The absence of an address book that might identify her. Even the stone wall he’d run into trying to call her in the Bahamas.
The newspapers he’d read in the library yesterday had told him as much as he needed to know. Even the pictures had been revealing. No, Pritzak hadn’t been imagining the similarity. True, Robyn Hart’s hair had been long and straight..., while Carly’s curled naturally.MoreLess
He thought back to all the signs. The fear in her eyes that first night when, frightened in the dark, she must have thought she was being followed. The slip of her husband’s name. Her reticence to speak about those years since Matthew had died. The nightmares. Her quickness on legal issues, her aversion to lawyers, her vehemence when they had discussed the case he considered taking against the Globe. Her sudden disappearance, then the tag on her luggage. The absence of an address book that might identify her. Even the stone wall he’d run into trying to call her in the Bahamas.
The newspapers he’d read in the library yesterday had told him as much as he needed to know. Even the pictures had been revealing. No, Pritzak hadn’t been imagining the similarity. True, Robyn Hart’s hair had been long and straight..., while Carly’s curled naturally.MoreLess
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