Jessica Rice

Depths Of Deception

It was all because of that damned book. Sarah wished she had never found it. That thought went through her head on a regular basis these days. She remembered it like it was yesterday. She had suspected her husband of cheating for a while. So, she started following him. She rented a car on a regular basis, had even bought a wig to disguise herself. On one outing, when she got into her usual rental, the black notebook was tucked in the visor. It had fallen when she flipped it against the sun. She didn’t have time to inspect the book until she got to the rendezvous point where her ex-husband had gone. Once she was parked, she pulled the notebook out while she waited. Inside, where the endpaper should’ve been glued down, it had been pried from the cover just enough to create a small pocket. There was a small key tucked inside. She recognized it belonged to People’s Bank. She had banked there before she switched to a joint account with Andrew at Chase Bank.