Death Row (Alibis Collection, #1)

by Freida McFadden

Second, my attorney has filed one last appeal, but if that is rejected, I will be executed by lethal injection in two weeks. And last, I am innocent. I didn’t kill my husband.

remember that I’m in a prison cell, all alone, and Noel is dead. The only place he’s still alive is in my dreams.

“On my life.” He takes another step closer to me. “And you know it’s true, because if I ever did cheat on you, you’d probably kill me.”

So the fact is, I never actually saw Noel’s body and confirmed that it was him. The police told me they used DNA to positively identify his scorched remains, but all I have to go on is what they told me. What if the DNA evidence was wrong?

Noel has lost his sense of smell, but I haven’t, and I am very aware that he reeks of another woman’s perfume.

I strongly suspect the recipient of this intended gift has already received it. Maybe she’s wearing it right now.

“Yes,” he says, “we know.”