Someone Else's Husband: A Novel

By the time Gretchen was turning in to her building, she was already imagining how she’d graciously accept an apology from the police. The way he was standing with his thumbs hooked in his belt loops made him look like a male stripper impersonating an officer. “Richard Falk?” Richard blinked and shook his head as if waking from a dream while Gretchen left her body entirely. Falk’s residence with the victim’s blood on them.” Gretchen must have heard that wrong. But it just rings and rings, then finally goes to voicemail.