Long Shadows (Amos Decker, #7)

by David Baldacci

“What can you tell me about Langley?” “He’s Julia’s age, tall, handsome, outgoing, charming.” “Sounds like quite a catch.” “Yeah, but from what I heard, so was Ted Bundy.”

“And you don’t feel guilty for—” “—for still being alive? Of course I do. But you can either get past that, or you can kill yourself.” She eyed him keenly. “I would not recommend the latter. I mean, I really wouldn’t.” “You sound like you speak from experience on that, too.” “I speak from more experience than is good for me. And if you really want to feel guilt, try taking your own life. It’s like you’re spitting all over their graves.” “Why is that?” asked Decker, looking at her intently. “Because you’re trying to take something away from yourself that was taken away from them without their consent.” “I’ve never heard it described that way before.” “I never thought of it, either, until it hit me right in the heart.”