The Ex-Wives Club (Alibis Collection, #2)

by Sally Hepworth

and the deadpan humor was reserved for everyone else.

swirling vortex

harmonize

captivating.”

prestigious

exquisite

impec...

sophisti...

waned.

with her head

the ...

If Ian had someone in his sights, there was very little they could do to stop it happening.

Handsome, wealthy men didn’t go for women their own age, did they? Still,

endearing

reluctantly.

MJ and Anita shared a glance. You’d think he could at least pretend to like his children, the look said. Especially

since they usually did a reasonable job of preten...

copped the worst o...

echoed

utter indifference

shy

awkward.

momentarily

glare

tinged with impatience.

squeal

mortified.

face.

ouch

Li clicked her pen. Click, click. Click, click. It was a technique her boss had taught her to make interviewees uncomfortable, and she used it often, although if she were honest, she did it mostly because she found it satisfying. “Daisy Curley,

darted

asshole

glum

homicide

smarmy

ballistic.

forge

enraged

bona fide

santoku blade.

berate

Needless to say, if you’re looking to find fault in someone, you tend to find it. It

wore Max...

tzatziki

aioli

incensed.

Max had grabbed his father by the front of his T-shirt. The rage he felt seemed to build in him; he felt stronger and more powerful than he’d ever felt. He thought he might kill him, right there in the kitchen. The thought frightened him so much he let his father go and took several steps away.

ordeal

visceral

ducking

bellowed,