Lie To Me: a gripping thriller with a shocking twist!
‘Wonderful… A one-more-chapter, don't-eat-dinner, stay-up-late sensation.’Lee Child, Sunday Times bestselling author‘You are going to despise me.I am the rot that lives in the floorboards of your house. I am the spider that scuttles away when you shine a light in the corner, ever watching, ever waiting. I am the shard of glass that slits the skin of your bare foot. I am all the bad things that happen to you.I steal things.I kill things.I hope you enjoy the show.’They built a life on lies…Sutton and Ethan Montclair seem like the perfect couple. But dark secrets hide behind closed doors. Then, one night, Sutton vanishes…All that she leaves behind is a note telling Ethan not to look for her. As the police investigate Sutton’s disappearance, the lies the couple have been spinning for years begin to unravel.Could Ethan have killed his wife? Did Sutton kill the child they never wanted? And will they uncover the truth before it’s too late?A thrilling psychological suspense full of twists and turns. New York Times bestselling author J. T. Ellison takes her writing to a new level with this exceptional breakout novel.
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Praise for Lie to Me
‘Wonderful... A one-more-chapter, don't-eat-dinner, stay-up-late sensation.’
Lee Child, Sunday Times bestselling author
‘A wickedly good thriller about a picture-perfect marriage that is anything but, LIE TO ME has it all: murder, lies and betrayal. J.T. Ellison will have readers hanging onto the edge of their seats with her latest cunning tale.’
Mary Kubica, New York Times Bestselling Author of THE GOOD GIRL
‘LIE TO ME twists you up, throws you into nail-biting action and unexpected revelations. Belt yourself in for this roller coaster ride.’
Catherine Coulter, #1 New York Times bestselling author of ENIGMA
‘Sharply written and masterfully plotted, full of hard truths about the creative life and modern marriage, Ellison has written her finest novel - a breakout page-turner certain to win her a wide audience.’
Jeff Abbott, New York Times bestselling author of BLAME
Lie to Me
J.T. Ellison
For Amy, who believed
And as always, for Randy
Contents
IN WHICH INTRODUCTIONS ARE MADE
THERE ARE CRACKS IN EVERY MARRIAGE
THE STRANGE CASE OF THE MISSING WIFE
A VIDEO IS WORTH A THOUSAND WORDS
BLACKMAIL, OR HOW DOES YOUR GARDEN GROW?
I’M COMING HOME, I’M COMING HOME
THE MAN IS LYING THROUGH HIS TEETH
THE GREEN GRASS ACROSS THE WAY
AN APPOINTMENT MISSED, A DISASTER AVOIDED
SOMETIMES, YOU GET EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT
SHINE A BRIGHT LIGHT IN THE CORNERS
IN WHICH INTRODUCTIONS ARE MADE
You aren’t going to like me very much. Oh, maybe in your weaker moments, you’ll feel sorry for me, and use those feelings of warmth and compassion and insightful understanding to excuse my actions. You’ll say to yourself, “Poor little girl. She couldn’t help herself.” Or, “Can you blame her? After all she’s been through?” Perhaps you’ll even think, “She was born to this. It is not her fault.”
Of course it’s my fault. I chose this path. Yes, I feel as if I have no choice, that I’m driven to do it, that there are voices in my head that push me to the dark side.
But I also know right from wrong. I know good from evil. I may be compelled to ruin the lives in front of me, but I could walk away if I wanted.
Couldn’t I?
Never mind that. Back to you.
Truly, deep down, you are going to despise me. I am the rot that lives in the floorboards of your house. I am the spider that scuttles away when you shine a light in my corner, ever watching, ever waiting. I am the shard of glass that slits the skin of your bare foot. I am all the bad things that happen to you.
I steal things.
I kill things.
I leave a trail of destruction in my wake that is a sight to behold, wave after wave of hate that will overwhelm you until you sink to the bottom of my miserable little ocean, and once you’ve drowned I will feed on your flesh and turn your bones to dust.
You’re mine now. You are powerless against me. So don’t bother fighting it.
I hope you enjoy the show.
The body was in the woods off a meandering state road that led into a busy, charming, historical downtown. It was completely obscured from view, deeply hidden, under several pine boughs and a thick layer of nature’s detritus. Synthetic clothing was melted to the flesh, making it difficult to tell race or gender at a glance. Closer inspection would show hair that was long and a curious shade: not blond, not red, possibly chemically treated. The left hand held evidence of rings, a wedding set, and the body would eventually be determined as female.
