Tilly Bagshawe - Sidney Sheldon’s The Silent Widow

Someone must have broken in.

Nikki’s heart pounded.

What if they were still inside?

She contemplated getting in her car and driving away. Calling the police. Asking for help. But then an unexpected emotion took over: anger.

This is my home. My sanctuary. I’m not going to be afraid here. I refuse.

Pushing the door open wide, she turned on the hall lights. ‘Hello?’ she called loudly. ‘Is anybody here?’

She walked from room to room, making as much noise as she could, like a hiker hoping to scare away mountain lions. ‘Hello?’

After a few minutes, she exhaled. No one was here. And as far as she could tell, nothing had been taken or touched. In fact, the house looked spotless. It must have been Rita after all.

Pouring herself a large nightcap from the whiskey bottle in the pantry, Nikki went up to bed, proud of herself for not having given in to her fears. Only once she was undressed and slipping between the sheets did she notice.

Her wedding photograph.

The silver framed picture of her and Doug she kept propped on her nightstand, despite the pain it caused.

It was gone.

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