![]() ![]() Should we go down to the nursing home and stick needles under his fingernails?Ĭallie hadn’t said the words out loud, but the spring inside of Trevor coiled even tighter. She felt a nasty response worthy of her mother press against the back of her clenched teeth - Your grandfather’s going to die, too. She caught the flash of scheming in his eyes. She asked, “Were you tapping the glass on the aquarium?” He stood beside her at the sink, his hip pressing against her. His lips curved up to the left when he smiled, the same way his father’s did. One teaspoon for a dollop of Worcestershire sauce mixed in with the ketchup. One knife to cut Trevor’s hot dog into pieces. She placed it in the drying rack beside the remnants from dinner. Once the giggling died down, Callie adjusted the water to clean the spatula. She splashed her face, then, to Trevor’s delight, sprinkled some on the back of his neck. Everything felt sticky and wet, herself and Trevor included. The oven had turned the kitchen into a sauna. The air conditioning was barely functioning. The sun had gone down an hour ago, but the house was still broiling. He dragged a kitchen chair to the counter and made like Pooh Bear sticking his head into a honeypot.Ĭallie wiped the sweat from her forehead. The question was answered before she could finish asking it. He was standing completely still, but his nervous energy reminded her of a coiled spring. The fist of tension loosened its grip on her skull. She held on to him as tightly as he held on to her. He threw his arms around her, saying, “I love you.” She plopped out more rows on the three count.Ĭallie was closing the oven door when Trevor suddenly appeared behind her like a serial killer. “Trev, are you tapping on the aquarium like I told you not to?”Ĭallie plopped dough onto the cookie sheet. She rubbed her temples, trying to ward off a headache. Any shrink would tell you the kid was terrorizing the poor fish in a desperate bid for attention, but Callie was barely holding on by her fingernails. He was allergic to cats and terrified of dogs. She thought he was being bullied at school. Her grip tightened around the spatula she was using to mix cookie dough. See On HarperCollins Publishers Summer 1998įrom the kitchen, Callie heard Trevor tapping his fingers on the aquarium. Trigger Warning: This piece contains descriptions of sexual assault, child sexual abuse, and the production of child sexual abuse materials. ![]() ( Update: the second excerpt, featuring Chapters 2 and 3, is now live as well.) Keep scrolling for your first look at the prologue and first chapter from Karin Slaughter’s False Witness - out from William Morrow next month, and available for preorder now. Check back for each installment, and read up to the novel’s fifth chapter - before the book is even released. Leigh has no choice but to turn to her kid sister, Callie, for assistance, even if it means unearthing skeletons in both of their closets.īustle is excited to publish an exclusive excerpt from False Witness below, and to announce two subsequent sneak peeks, going live on June 22 and 29. Set to hit stores on July 20, False Witness centers on Leigh Collier, a lawyer who has built a stable career and a safe home for her teenage daughter, Maddy - until her past catches up with her, and threatens to ruin everything. Karin Slaughter’s much-anticipated fifth standalone novel - her 21st overall - is almost here.
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