Thursday, January 18, 2018

Best Friends Forever by Margot Hunt - Excerpt

Good morning, everyone! Today I'm a stop on the TLC blog tour for Margot Hunt's Best Friends Forever. Today I have an excerpt for you, number 12 if you're following the tour, but first here's a bit about the book from Goodreads:

Kat Grant and Alice Campbell have a friendship forged in shared confidences and long lunches lubricated by expensive wine. Though they’re very different women—the artsy socialite and the struggling suburbanite—they’re each other’s rocks. But even rocks crumble under pressure. Like when Kat’s financier husband, Howard, plunges to his death from the second-floor balcony of their South Florida mansion.

Howard was a jerk, a drunk, a bully and, police say, a murder victim. The questions begin piling up. Like why Kat has suddenly gone dark: no calls, no texts and no chance her wealthy family will let Alice see her. Why investigators are looking so hard in Alice’s direction. Who stands to get hurt next. And who is the cool liar—the masterful manipulator behind it all.

Agh, it sounds so good! I can't wait to dive in!

And now to the excerpt:

Best Friends Forever
by Margot Hunt
excerpt #12

“I don’t think anyone on the outside ever truly knows what goes on inside a marriage,” I said carefully.

Demer smiled patiently. “No, probably not. I’m just asking for any impressions you might have formed from being around them.”

“That’s just it. Whenever I saw the two of them together, well, I was there, wasn’t I? Most married people behave differently when there are other people around. I know my hus- band and I do.”

It was a nonanswer, but if it frustrated Demer, he hid it well. Oliver, on the other hand, looked like she wanted to slap me. “Fair enough,” Demer said. “Did Katherine ever complain about her husband?” “Kat,” I corrected him. “Excuse me?”

“She goes by Kat, not Katherine.” “Okay. Kat, then. So, did she?”

“Complain about her husband?” I repeated. He nodded. “Sure, from time to time. I hate to break it to you, Detective, but most women complain about their husbands to their friends.”

The wonderful thing about this statement was that it had the benefit of being the absolute truth.

“Let’s get back to Howard Grant,” Demer said.

My patience was starting to fray. “I’ve already told you, I wasn’t close with Howard. I was friends with Kat. I suggest you talk to her if you want to know about her husband.”

“Oh, we’ve already talked to Katherine Grant,” Oliver inserted.

Something about this bald statement caused a f licker of concern at the edges of my consciousness. I wasn’t sure what exactly about it bothered me. Of course, it only made sense that they would interview Kat as part of their investigation, even if she was out of the country at the time of Howard’s
death. But then, suddenly, I realized what the problem was. Kat hadn’t told me the police had been to see her. And we told each other everything, or almost everything. I knew when her insomnia was acting up, and when the dry cleaner ruined her favorite dress, and usually what she’d had for dinner the night before. So why didn’t she call to tell me the police had questioned her about her husband’s death?

“When did you speak with Kat?” I asked.

Demer shot Oliver a glance. She shrugged but didn’t say any- thing more. I suddenly had the distinct feeling that there was something more going on here. That the police had not asked me to come in simply to give them background information. “What is this all about, anyway? Why are you asking me about Kat and Howard’s marriage?” I pressed.

“Like I said, we’re looking for background,” Demer said. “We’re just trying to make sure we’ve covered everything.” “And they brought you all the way down here from Tallahassee to do that?” I asked.

Demer looked at me steadily but didn’t answer my ques- tion. It was clear there was something going on, some reason they had for questioning me, and I didn’t know what that was. “Why don’t you tell us about when you first met Howard

Grant?” Demer suggested.

“I’m not sure if I remember,” I said, thinking back. “It would have been three years ago.”

“Try,” the detective said. “Take your time.”

Best Friends Forever doesn't officially hit shelves until Jan 23, but you can read through all of the excerpts on the tour if you want more of a taste. 

For more stops on the tour be sure to check out the official TLC tour page here. Be sure to come back here on February 12 to see my review of the book!

For more on Margot Hunt and her work you can visit her website here. You can also like her on Facebook and follow her on Twitter

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1 comment:

Heather J @ TLC Book Tours said...

Thanks for featuring this excerpt for the tour!