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c H A P t e R1
Three months. Thats how long Dr. Sheila Tao had been sleep-
ing with Ethan Wole. Three months, our days, and ap-
proximately six hours.
The problem wasnt the sixteen-year age dierence. It wasnt
even that she was his proessor and he was her teaching assis-
tant. The problem was that Sheila was engaged to Morris, andnow the aair with Ethan had to stop. No more weekly meet-
ings at the Ivy, the motel just o campus that rented rooms by
the hour. No more sneaking around. No more lying. No more
alling into that chasm o depression that consumed her or
days ater each o their trysts.
It had to end. All o it. Sheila and her therapist had been
working hard on this. Yes, even psychologists had psycholo-gists.
It wouldnt be easy. Ethan was good-looking and prone to
getting his way. Hell, he had seduced her, though Sheila sus-
pected not even her therapist believed that.
They were in her bright corner oce on the ourth foor o
the psychology building at Puget Sound State University. He
was relaxed, casual, his jean-clad legs spread open in that cocky
way he liked to sit. The desk between them was strewn with
papers, an organized clutter that served as a makeshit barrier.
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Observing him, she watched his ull lips orm words she
only hal-heard. There was nothing vague about Ethans at-
tractiveness, but he downplayed it by wearing ratty vintage
T-shirts, worn jeans, tennis shoes. His hard, fat stomach
wasnt evident through the loose-tting shirt, but Sheila
could damn well picture it.
She had no idea how he was going react to her news. Shed
known him long enough to understand his propensity or
structure, and she was about to upset the routine theyd estab-lished over the past three months.
O her ve teaching assistants, Ethan was the brightest and
most ambitious. His intelligence and drive had been a big part
o his appeal. They were discussing grades or her popular
summer-session undergraduate social psychology class, and so
ar neither o them had commented as to why they were meet-
ing here this morning, in her oce, instead o room sixteenat the Ivy Motel. She knew he had to be thinking about it,
because she was thinking about it, too.
She orced hersel to ocus on what he was saying.
Danny Ambrose doesnt deserve a B, he said, ngers rest-
ing lightly on the arms o his chair. He never talked with his
hands, even when he was passionate about something. The
similarities he drew between Milgrams experiment and theNazis? Too obvious.
His brows were urrowed. Sheila was about to overrule
the grade Ethan had assigned to one o her undergraduate
students, and he didnt like it. He wasnt used to it. They
didnt disagree oten.
He loses points or originality, but dont you think his ar-
gument is solid? Sheila smiled to soten her words. This is
only a sophomore class. He did what was asked o him and it
was better than average. I spoke to Danny personally the other
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day. He risks losing his scholarship i we give him that C. Hes
a good kid. Id really hate to see that happen.
She could almost hear the wheels in Ethans mind turn-
ing as he thought o a counterargument. Most o the time she
encouraged healthy debate, but she wasnt in the mood this
morning. There was a conversation they needed to have, and
she was having a hard time steering them in that direction.
She waited, saying nothing. I she didnt push it, hed come
around. The key was to let him work through it on his own.Okay, Ethan said nally. You win, Sheila. Danny gets a B.
Lucky bastard. God, I hate it when you assert your authority
over me. Lowering his voice, he glanced over his shoulder at
the open door behind him. Youll have to make it up to me
later. He leaned orward and ran a nger down the back o
her let hand, lips curled into the hal-smile she liked so much.
His nger brushed over the band o her new diamond ring,turned inside out so the stone was tucked into her palm. His
gaze dropped down to her hand.
She was surprised it had taken him this long to notice. Here
we go.
Her rst instinct was to yank her hand away, but that would
only make things worse. Willing hersel to appear relaxed, she
twisted the platinum band around. Ethans eyes widened at thesight o the our-carat diamond.
Whats this? The lightness o his tone did not match his
ace. A fush emerged just above the neckline o his T-shirt. He
touched a nger to the top o the stone, leaving a smudge.
She resisted the urge to wipe it o. The ace o a diamond
this size was like glass. Morris was a senior partner at Bindle
Brothers, the largest investment bank in the Northwest, and he
hadnt held back.
She withdrew her hand. Could you close the door? she
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asked. Just or a ew minutes. Theres something we need to
discuss.
Ethan stiened, as Sheila knew he would. He was ne in a
lecture hall, but they both knew he didnt like closed doors in
small spaces. Something to do with his childhood and getting
locked in a closet or hoursshe didnt really know, hed al-
ways been vague. In their tiny motel room, the windows always
had to be open, even i it was raining.
Please? she said. Just or a bit so we can talk in private.Ill open the window.
He closed her oce door reluctantly while she cranked
open the casement behind her. A blast o August warmth en-
tered the air-conditioned room. Ethan waited in silence, his
expression betraying nothing.
There was no way around it except to be direct. Morris
and I are getting married.Ethan leaned back in his chair and stared at her with un-
readable light gray eyes. Again, she waited. The thrum o the
air conditioner reverberated in the room.
When did this happen?
Saturday. Five nights ago.
He looked around the oce. He wasnt one to avoid eye
contact, so she guessed he was digesting this inormation.His gaze ocused briefy on a small, ramed picture o Sheila
and Morris on the window ledge beore returning to her ace.
Well, this is big news. But it doesnt change anything between
you and me.
It changes everything. The words were out beore she
could consider their impact. Biting her lip, she orged ahead
anyway. I cant be involved with you anymore outside o class.
He didnt blink. Just like that?
Im sorry.
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He exhaled and she caught a whi o the cinnamon gum
hed been chewing earlier. He always chewed cinnamon gum,
and i she closed her eyes, she could almost taste it, could al-
most eel his sweet, spicy tongue in her mouth
Congratulations. The smile didnt quite touch his eyes.
Thank you, she said.
Whens the wedding?
October tenth.
His smile turned into a grin she couldnt read. It wasntamusement, or annoyance, or even a desire to please; it was
something else entirely.
So soon. Why the rush?
She had prepared or this question, rehearsing the answer
in her head during the drive to work that morning, and it
rolled o her tongue. Im thirty-nine and Im not getting any
younger. Im tired o living alone, Ethan. I love Morris. Wewant to start our lie together. Wethere might still be time
or kids.
What should I wear to the wedding?
Shocked, she opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Im kidding, he said, his eyes nally showing a hint o
amusement. Joke, Sheila. I wouldnt come even i I was in-
vited. Isnt there a rule about going to the weddings o peopleyou used to uck?
She winced. She had no problem with cursing, but here, in
this moment, it sounded unreasonably harsh.
Ah, well. Its better that its over anyway. He ran a hand
through his short, mussed hair. It really should have ended
ages ago, now that I think about it. Remember when your a-
ther died? How messed up you were?
Her stomach lurched. O course I remember. It had only
been three months since her estranged ather had passed away
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rom liver cancer. Three days beore the aair had started. She
knew it had been the trigger.
His voice became low, accusing. I never wanted this to be a
long-term thing. But you were so goddamned needy. You kept
telling me not to go.
It was a subtle but unmistakable slap in the ace. Please dont
go. Oh, yes, those had been her words exactly, words shed
whispered to Ethan the morning ater her athers uneral while
lying next to him naked under the scratchy motel bedsheets. Ithurt to think he could bring it up now as i they were talking
about the weather.
The timing was bad, he said with a shrug. I couldnt do
it to you. But really, it should have ended right ater it started.
You said that already.
Are you mad? His ace was open, interested. Dont be
mad, Sheila. I dont regret that it lasted as long as it did. But allgood things must come to an end. This wont change anything
proessional between us. We still work really well together.
He sat back with a Cheshire-cat smile.
She was suddenly inuriated. Exactly who was dumping
whom here? She had agonized over this conversation or days,
wondering what to say to him and how to say it, alternating
between supreme bliss at her new engagement and pangs oregret over the aair, worried about hurting Morris, hurting
Ethan, hurting hersel. Nothing about this had been simple.
Nothing.
But here he was, easy like Sunday morning, his handsome
ace a mixture o pity and regret.
She arranged the papers on the desk into neat stacks to
keep her hands rom trembling, thinking hard about what she
wanted to say next.
All right, about that. Sheilas words were tight as she
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orced hersel to stay calm. I dont think we should continue
to work together. Im going to recommend you work with Dr.
Easton rom now on.
This caught him o guard. Youre not ucking serious?
I am. She smiled, pleased at his reaction, then made a grand
show o wiping her brow. You know what, I need to close the
window. Its really hot in here and the air-conditionings escap-
ing. You know how I get when its stuy.
Sheila, dont closeShe stood up quickly and cranked and latched the window.
By the time she turned back to Ethan, his body had gone rigid.
She sat down again and crossed her legs, not bothering to hide
her own little smile.
I promise you itll be an easy transition. Dr. Easton was
impressed with the work you did in his advanced personality
theory class last term. His expertise on deviant behavior canonly help your thesis. Sheilas smile widened. Dont worry,
the department wont have a problem with the switch. You can
stay until the end o next term as my TA, but ater Christmas
I dont want to switch, he said. Beads o sweat appeared
at his hairline even though the room was cooling. I have less
than a year to go. I dont want to work through the kinks o a
new adviser.Ill do everything I can to help.
They sat staring at each other. It was awkward waiting out
the silence, but she knew whoever spoke rst would lose.
Youre trying to get rid o me, Ethan hissed. Circular sweat
stains had ormed at his armpits, soaking through the cloth o
his gray T-shirt. Well, guess what, Im not switching. Ive been
working with you or going on three terms now. Youre not
passing me o to someone else because youre getting mar-
ried and dont want a reminder you ucked the help. My thesis
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You wouldnt dare, she whispered.
Wouldnt I? He grinned triumphantly as he wiped his
sweaty brow with his hand. Turning away rom her, he nally
yanked open the oce door and stepped out, taking deep
breaths o the semi-stale hallway air.
Sheila sat, dazed. There was a 99 percent chance he was
blungher gut told her there was no video anymore, he
wouldnt have had time to send it somewhere else rom his
phone beore shed made him delete itbut goddamn it, itwasnt good enough. I anything like it ever showed up on
CampusAnonymous.com, a website notorious or outrageous
gossip and nasty comments about all things involving the uni-
versity, shed be ruined. The video would go viral beore she
could blink twice, and two decades o hard work would be
snued out like a campre in a thunderstorm.
Having an aair with a student was one thing. It happenedall the timeshe could think o three proessors whod been
involved with students in the past, whod gotten nothing more
than slaps on the wrist. And Ethan was twenty-three and nei-
ther o them were married, which counted or something.
But a video? It wouldnt matter whom she was screwing
a video o her writhing naked on the Internet would get her
red. No hearing, no chance to deend hersel, just an hour tocollect her personal belongings and shed be out the door on
her ass. Do not pass Go, do not collect two hundred.
How could I have been so fucking stupid?
A voice broke into her thoughts, and she looked up. Val-
erie Kim, one o Sheilas other TAs, stood in the doorway just
behind Ethan.
One sec, Val, Ethan said to the petite young woman. His
tone betrayed no hint o the tension that lled the oce. The
proessor and I are almost done here.
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Thats cool. Valerie looked past Ethan into the oce at
Sheila. I can come back in ve.
No need. Sheilas smile elt clownish. Come in, Valerie.
Ethan stepped back into the oce and made a show o
bundling up the scattered term papers on the desk. Slinging
his worn leather bag crosswise over his torso, he grinned at
Sheila. Dr. Tao, Ill see you next week. Thanks or your time.
Sure, Sheila said. Her shoulders slumped and her back
ached.Ethan winked at Valerie as he let the oce. Shes all yours.
She heard him whistling as he ambled down the hallway,
not a care in the world, and her mind reeled. What the uck
had just happened?
So, Proessor Tao, did you hear? Valeries voice was
breathy. The ponytailed teaching assistant plopped into the
chair across rom Sheila and rummaged in her bag or her ownstack o papers to be reviewed. Diana St. Clairs body was
ound this morning.
Hmmm? Sheila could not process what the graduate
student was saying. Somehow, she had completely underesti-
mated Ethan Wole. He had outsmarted her, and how was that
possible? Damn him. Damn her. This was a disaster. Could he
really still have that video? Hed made it several weeks ago, andmaybe her memory was oggy, but she was certain shed seen
him delete it right aterward, could remember her relie when
she saw it was gone . . .
The swimmer? Diana St. Clair? Valerie was saying.
Yes, o course I know she disappeared, Sheila said, ir-
ritated. A drop o Ethans sweat remained on the desk and she
swiped at it. She orced hersel to ocus on Valeries pretty ace.
Whats the update?
I dont know all the details yet. The grad student sounded
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appropriately somber, though her eyes were alight with morbid
excitement. She was ound foating in Puget Sound early this
morning. A erry rider spotted her.
She drowned? Sheilas hand few to her mouth. Valerie had
her ull attention now. How is that even possible?
Everyone was amiliar with the story. It had been all over
the news. Diana St. Clair was the pride and joy o PSSU, a
champion Division I swimmer and Olympic hopeul. Shed
gone missing ater swim practice over a week beore, and it wasall anyone on campus could talk about. Thered been multiple
theories about her disappearance: shed eloped to Brazil with a
guy shed met online; shed quit swimming but didnt have the
heart to tell her parents; she was pregnant and hiding it rom
her sponsors . . .
She didnt drown, that isnt how she died. I heard she was
stabbed rst. Valerie paused or dramatic eect. Multipletimes.
Sheila sat up straight. Holy shit!
Valerie looked pleased to hear her proessor swear. I heard
theyre going to be putting new security measures in place be-
cause o this. Clearly Valerie had heard a lot. My boyriend
works part-time in the communications department. Theyre
sending out a bulletin later today.Holy shit. Sheila elt disoriented as she tried to process
the news.
Diana St. Clair had been her student. Sheila had never
known someone who was murdered.
Until now.
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