This is Why We Lied (Will Trent, #12)

by Karin Slaughter

for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people . . . thy God will be my God.

The truth is, not a day goes by that I don’t think about drinking and drugging, but then I think about you and our lives together and I don’t do it.

Faith had nearly dropped her shower beer as she’d bolted out from behind the curtain.