Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

Most of all, I hope you know how much I love you. No man
has ever loved a woman more.
With all my heart, for all eternity,
David
My vision blurred, I stare at the shaking piece of paper in my
hand.
Then I burst into sobs and collapse facedown onto the
table.
It’s a long time before I can pick myself up again.
On the way out of the bank, I ask the nice teller who helped
me if I could have a current balance on our checking and
savings accounts. Puzzled, she replied that we don’t have any
accounts with them.
So David was only keeping the one secret, then. The one
strange, unnecessary secret. A safety deposit box at a bank he
didn’t patronize with a letter addressed to me that he could
have simply handed to me and saved us all the trouble.
When I get home and call Sloane, she’s as confused as I
am.
“I don’t get it. Why mail you the key?”
I’m lying on my back on the sofa. Mojo is draped over me
like a blanket, his snout on my shins, wagging his plume of a
tail in my face. I’m so emotionally exhausted, I feel like I
could go to bed and sleep for ten years.
“Who knows?” I say dully, rubbing a fist in my eye. “More
importantly, how do you think he convinced a bank employee
to open the lease on the box without me being there? That
seems sketchy.”
Her voice turns dry. “That man could convince anyone of
anything. All people had to do was look into his eyes and they