The Perfect Affair (A Jessie Hunt Psychological Suspense Thriller—Book Seven)

I’m used to you convalescing in hospital beds for weeks at a time.”

to conduct this investigation

, she would have found his feigned innocence borderline convincing.

His brown hair was shockingly full and vibrant

It made Jessie feel like she was an obstinate child he was humoring.

you were trying to work less off feelings and more off the evidence

It’s the area she knew best and probably where she felt safest.

. But in the spot where the sadness and the guilt should go, there’s nothing. I don’t feel anything at all, at least not for them.

What didn’t I want them to know about?”

why do you consider yourself a screw-up too?