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“Is this her?” I asked, my voice tight.
Her eyes widened.
That’s her.”
I felt the room spin. Jacob had lied. He did know the woman.
But I needed proof before confronting him again.
When Jacob left for work, I retrieved the hidden cameras I’d installed in the garage and the porch after my husband’s death, and set them up in the basement and living room. I knew Jacob wouldn’t notice them, he was aloof when it came to details.
Later, I told Jacob that I had a last-minute work trip for a few days.
“Not a problem, love,” he said. “I’ll watch Maggie.”
“No, I was actually thinking of taking her to my mother.
She’s been asking for a sleepover for a while, and I think Maggie could use some time out from our routine. Are you okay with that?”
You too, Hillary. You need a break in between work, okay?”
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