{"product_id":"insatiable-emily-kimelman-9781979227605","title":"Insatiable","description":"\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eI didn't expect a phone call to crack the bedrock of my life.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eHow easy it is to forget we are all floating on molten lava...and tectonic shifts happen all the time\u003c\/i\u003e...\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eCarlos was the one who felt my phone vibrating; it was under one of the napkins we'd used for our picnic lunch. I found it, and glancing quickly at the \"UNKNOWN\" on the caller ID, picked it up. While used to calls from unknown places, I was not used to calls from this guy.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Sydney, how are you?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI didn't recognize his voice right away. Rolling away from Carlos, I sat up. \"I'm sorry, but I don't know who this is.\" It was when he laughed that I recognized him. \"Robert Maxim?\" \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe laughed again. \"I'm glad you remember me. My heart would be broken if I could be so easily forgotten.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI stood up, Carlos looked up at me, a question in his eyes. I shook my head and stepped away from our blanket. My dog, Blue, a huge wolf-like creature with one blue eye and one brown followed me, keeping at a heel. \"Forget you, Bobby Maxim? In order to do that I'd need a lobotomy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"With your penchant for revenge, I half expect to see you bursting through my closet doors some day, guns blazing.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI laughed. \"Who says I'm not in there right now?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I know exactly where you are. I've been keeping very good track of you.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI looked around the park. Gentle green hills spotted with couples and groups of friends lounging on blankets dominated the landscape. On a field below me a soccer match was beginning to form. A woman ran by in a skin-tight suit, nothing on her jiggled.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Are you here now?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"No, no. I'm calling to ask a favor.\" Carlos waved, letting me know he was going to join the soccer game. I nodded back, forcing a smile onto my lips.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I'm not doing you any favors,\" I said to Robert. \"It seems you're not totally clear on the fact that \u003ci\u003eyou took something from me\u003c\/i\u003e.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Sydney, I don't understand this animosity. I was just doing you a favor.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"A favor!\" My raised voice attracted the attention of several groups of Londoners trying to enjoy their first day of sun. \"You bastard,\" I hissed quietly. \"I hope you rot in hell.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I'm sorry I didn't do it sooner, darling.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"You're insane!\" I was yelling again. I took a deep breath. In through my nose, out through my mouth. Blue tapped his muzzle against my hip to let me know he was still there.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Sydney, I didn't know what you two had planned. I would have killed Kurt long before you showed up. Remember, I'm not the one who left my fingerprints behind; whose blood was spilled all over the floor. You took yourself down, it had nothing to do with me.\" He said it in an off-hand way. Like I was being petty and missing the big picture.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"You killed him,\" I whispered, trying to control my anger, but I was shaking. \"That was my right. Kurt Jessup murdered my brother and I should have been the one to end him.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"At the time I had no idea about that. Mulberry didn't tell me what you were planning, just that we had a problem. I had no intention of stifling your little revenge act. If anyone should be pissed it's me. At least you got the treasure.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI stood on the green feeling lightheaded. It was like Bobby Maxim was taking the world and flipping it upside down. \"What are you talking about? Mulberry told you that?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Oh Cher, you didn't know?\" Maxim's voice rose an octave, teasing and dripping with syrup. \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eA cold knowledge traveled from my toes right up to my brain.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eMy best friend betrayed me, our relationship was built on a lie.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cp\u003eP.S. The dog does not die.\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003e**Beware: If you can't handle a few f-bombs, you can't handle this series.**\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e Emily Kimelman\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-10:\u003c\/b\u003e 1979227608\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-13:\u003c\/b\u003e 9781979227605\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublisher:\u003c\/b\u003e Createspace Independent Publishing Platform\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguage:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublished:\u003c\/b\u003e 12\/25\/2012\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePages:\u003c\/b\u003e 258\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Paperback\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eWeight:\u003c\/b\u003e 0.84lbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eSize:\u003c\/b\u003e 9.00h x 6.00w x 0.58d","brand":"Emily Kimelman","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":43989597749503,"sku":"9781979227605","price":19.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0662\/2982\/9887\/files\/img_d7e2810d-bbac-47de-ab8d-607c3157644b.jpg?v=1683300423","url":"https:\/\/www.whiterainbookhouse.com\/products\/insatiable-emily-kimelman-9781979227605","provider":"WR Book House","version":"1.0","type":"link"}