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

by Sally Hepworth

Anita, Mary-Jane, and Rosie met every Friday at the same time, in the same corner booth—a

“Each member of the Ex-Wives Club is separated by a decade in age—Anita is fifty, Mary-Jane is forty, and Rosie, his soon-to-be third ex-wife, is just thirty years old. Ian is fifty-five.”

French people were like cats, Anita had always thought. Elegant, composed, and a little bit terrifying.

“Was he always such an asshole?” Rosie wondered out loud. “Yes,” MJ said. “Just not to us. It was why we fell in love with him. It made us feel special.”

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

“We know your mother wasn’t home between midnight and one a.m., Max,” Li said. “Which begs the question . . . why are you lying to us?”

Ian thought that was the end of it. But it wasn’t. For Rosie, it was just the beginning.

“Let me out of here or I’ll—” But she couldn’t finish the threat. Because Ian put his hands, tight, around her throat.

“I locked him in the freezer,” she said. 56 There was a short silence. Then Yvette threw back her head and laughed.

“But every wife threatens to kill her husband. On a daily basis! Ex-wives do it on an hourly basis!”