Название: Sidney Sheldon’s The Silent Widow: A gripping new thriller for 2018 with killer twists and turns
Автор: Сидни Шелдон
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература
isbn: 9780008229665
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A familiar feeling of rage flooded through her veins.
Screw you. Screw all of you. I hope you all die in a fire.
Outside on Cahuenga Boulevard, Detective Lou Goodman sat in an unmarked car a few yards from the theater. He watched Lana Grey emerge onto the street, take a few steps and then double over, gripping her knees and panting as if she’d run a marathon, or been punched in the stomach. It was a crowded sidewalk but, Hollywood being Hollywood, nobody stopped to help, or even to look.
Goodman glanced at Lana’s file, open on the seat beside him. Nikki Roberts handwrote her patient notes, in the sort of beautiful cursive you never saw these days. Each new client’s file began with a summary, followed by dated and detailed session notes. Like so much else about Dr Roberts, Goodman was impressed.
‘Grey, Lana: forty-five years old, divorced,’ Lana’s opening paragraph read. ‘Actress. Initially presented with acute anxiety and panic attacks. Fear of aging, loss of career – self-worth issues.’ In the margin, Nikki had written ‘Financial worries??’ which she’d later underscored in red. ‘Divorced 2005. Subsequent abusive relationship, ended 2011. Lost both parents, 2012/13. Run for the Hills ended 2009, no steady work since.’ And then the final three words of the summary, stark and unexplained: ‘Sexually compulsive. Angry.’
Lana straightened up and appeared to take two deep breaths. She was still a strikingly attractive woman, with her trademark mane of red hair, long, coltish legs and a face that Goodman had always thought of as having a rather old-fashioned beauty. Like most teenage boys of his generation, Goodman had followed Run for the Hills slavishly growing up, and had always admired Lana Grey’s brand of retro-glamour. Red lips, lacquered hair, big boobs and a sassy comeback for everything. She’d been so sexy back then. Every man in America wanted her.
Must be tough to get older when you’ve had a youth like that.
Pulling out her phone, Lana gazed down at the screen. Her fingers began moving deftly across it in what Goodman recognized instantly as a Tinder swipe. Really? Lana Grey used a hook-up app? Talk about the mighty fallen. After a few minutes, she put the phone down, apparently settled on a mate, got into her car and drove away.
Lou Goodman followed.
Three hours later, Nikki Roberts listened intently as Lana Grey sat in her office, leaned back on the couch, and poured her heart out.
And what was pouring out of Lana’s heart was rage. Lava-hot, toxic rage, of a kind that was painful to listen to. But that was Nikki’s job. Reactionless, she let it flow.
‘He put his hands on me. His stinking, disgusting hands.’ The words flew out of Lana’s mouth like bullets. ‘Asked me to suck his dick, like I was a prostitute. Offered to pay me, with all these pathetic, twenty-something little bitches standing there laughing. Like it was the funniest thing for him to humiliate me like that. I wanted to stick my hand down their throats and pull their non-existent hearts out. Have you ever felt like that?’
Lana’s eyes flashed up at Nikki like two flares.
‘Like you could kill someone with your bare hands and enjoy it?’
‘We’re not here to talk about my feelings,’ Nikki responded evenly.
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