Now was not the time to reflect on the irony of facing down the barrel of a gun held by a killer for the second time in as many months.

The letter wasn't at all in Milo's style. He would have issued a much more elegant threat on vastly superior stationery.

André had confirmed what I already knew. First, the motives for Helios Belanger's death were plentiful. Second, my husband was an absolute wretch.