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The Senator's Wife: A Novel
A D.C. philanthropist suspects that her seemingly perfect employee is secretly plotting to steal her husband, her reputation-even her life-in this seductive novel of psychological suspense from the internationally bestselling author of The Last Mrs. Parrish.
"A deadly cocktail of medical mystery, family drama, and psychological suspense."-Chandler Baker, New York Times bestselling author of Whisper Network
In this town, anyone is replaceable. . . .
After a tragic chain of events led to the deaths of their spouses two years ago, D.C. philanthropist Sloane Chase and Senator Whit Montgomery are finally starting to move on. The horrifying ordeal drew them together, and now they're ready to settle down again-with each other.
As Sloane returns to the world of White House dinners and political small talk, this time with her new husband, she's also preparing for an upcoming hip replacement-the latest reminder of the lupus she's managed since her twenties. With their hectic schedules, they decide that hiring a home health aide will give Sloane the support and independence she needs postsurgery. And they find the perfect fit in Athena Karras.
Seemingly a godsend, Athena tends to Sloane and even helps her run her charitable foundation. But Sloane slowly begins to deteriorate-a complication, Athena explains, of Sloane's lupus. As weeks go by, Sloane becomes sicker, and her uncertainty quickly turns to paranoia as she begins to suspect the worst. Why is Athena asking her so many probing questions about her foundation-as well as about her past? And could Sloane be imagining the sultry looks between Athena and her new husband?
Riveting, fast-paced, and full of unbelievable twists, The Senator's Wife is a psychological thriller that upends the private lives of those who walk the halls of power. Because when you have it all, you have everything to lose.
"A deadly cocktail of medical mystery, family drama, and psychological suspense."-Chandler Baker, New York Times bestselling author of Whisper Network
In this town, anyone is replaceable. . . .
After a tragic chain of events led to the deaths of their spouses two years ago, D.C. philanthropist Sloane Chase and Senator Whit Montgomery are finally starting to move on. The horrifying ordeal drew them together, and now they're ready to settle down again-with each other.
As Sloane returns to the world of White House dinners and political small talk, this time with her new husband, she's also preparing for an upcoming hip replacement-the latest reminder of the lupus she's managed since her twenties. With their hectic schedules, they decide that hiring a home health aide will give Sloane the support and independence she needs postsurgery. And they find the perfect fit in Athena Karras.
Seemingly a godsend, Athena tends to Sloane and even helps her run her charitable foundation. But Sloane slowly begins to deteriorate-a complication, Athena explains, of Sloane's lupus. As weeks go by, Sloane becomes sicker, and her uncertainty quickly turns to paranoia as she begins to suspect the worst. Why is Athena asking her so many probing questions about her foundation-as well as about her past? And could Sloane be imagining the sultry looks between Athena and her new husband?
Riveting, fast-paced, and full of unbelievable twists, The Senator's Wife is a psychological thriller that upends the private lives of those who walk the halls of power. Because when you have it all, you have everything to lose.
Editorial Reviews
"A deadly cocktail of medical mystery, family drama, and psychological suspense-I'll admit, The Senator's Wife really got me."-Chandler Baker, New York Times bestselling author of Whisper Network
"A high-stakes paranoia thriller, slippery as a politician's handshake, that's both sophisticated and irrepressibly fun."-A. J. Finn, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Woman in the Window
"The Senator's Wife is a scandalous tale by the master of suspense. I was unable to put it down until I knew how it was going to end-because I couldn't possibly have guessed."-Sandie Jones, New York Times bestselling author of The Other Woman
"A thrilling new story from Liv Constantine set in the dark heart of Washington, DC, The Senator's Wife is full of grit, grift, and tons of insider secrets. It's insidiously clever and utterly mesmerizing."-J. T. Ellison, New York Times bestselling author of It's One of Us
"The Senator's Wife is another twisty triumph for bestseller Liv Constantine. I devoured this thoroughly entertaining, well-crafted thriller. If you loved The Last Mrs. Parrish, you'll want to pick up this book."-Sarah Pekkanen, New York Times bestselling author of Gone Tonight
"A high-stakes, propulsive thriller that leaves readers breathless as the characters' colliding secrets and agendas unfold."-Nina Sadowsky, author of Privacy and The Burial Society
"A blockbuster! The Senator's Wife is psychological suspense at its very best!"
"A high-stakes paranoia thriller, slippery as a politician's handshake, that's both sophisticated and irrepressibly fun."-A. J. Finn, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Woman in the Window
"The Senator's Wife is a scandalous tale by the master of suspense. I was unable to put it down until I knew how it was going to end-because I couldn't possibly have guessed."-Sandie Jones, New York Times bestselling author of The Other Woman
"A thrilling new story from Liv Constantine set in the dark heart of Washington, DC, The Senator's Wife is full of grit, grift, and tons of insider secrets. It's insidiously clever and utterly mesmerizing."-J. T. Ellison, New York Times bestselling author of It's One of Us
"The Senator's Wife is another twisty triumph for bestseller Liv Constantine. I devoured this thoroughly entertaining, well-crafted thriller. If you loved The Last Mrs. Parrish, you'll want to pick up this book."-Sarah Pekkanen, New York Times bestselling author of Gone Tonight
"A high-stakes, propulsive thriller that leaves readers breathless as the characters' colliding secrets and agendas unfold."-Nina Sadowsky, author of Privacy and The Burial Society
"A blockbuster! The Senator's Wife is psychological suspense at its very best!"
Short Excerpt Teaser
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Sloane
The events leading up to the destruction of Sloane Chase's carefully ordered world had already been set in motion. She just didn't know it yet. She was tired and irritable, thanks to the Category 5 argument their houseguests had subjected them to late last night. She yawned as she walked into the kitchen and saw Robert, her husband, standing at the counter, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning," Sloane said as she rose on tiptoe to kiss him.
"Good morning, gorgeous," he said, pulling her closer. "I made coffee." He poured her a cup and handed it to her.
"Thanks." She took a long sip. "What in the world is going on with Whit and Peg? I thought they'd never stop yelling."
Robert raised his eyebrows. "I know. Did you notice how hard Peg was hitting the wine? They were at each other's throats all evening. Something's not right between them."
Sloane nodded. "I'm glad we're heading back to DC today. This is not how I envisioned spending our last weekend at the beach."
A loud shriek made them both freeze. Peg's voice rang out. "You're a lying son of a bitch!"
Sloane and Robert exchanged a look. "What's going on now?" Sloane whispered.
They moved to the hallway just as Whit came running down the stairs, with Peg close behind him.
"I'm not going to talk to you while you're like this," he said as he swept past Sloane and Robert. The next thing they heard was the slamming of the screen door to the beach.
"Don't you dare ignore me!" Peg screamed after him, her face red and eyes wild.
Robert blocked her from going any farther. "Peg, hold on, you need to cool down. Let me go talk to Whit."
She collapsed into Robert's arms, sobbing. "I hate him!"
Robert gave Sloane a helpless look.
"Peg, why don't you and I go talk?" Sloane put her arm around the woman and, with a nod to Robert, indicated that he should go after Whit.
Sloane led her to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee, letting the silence sit between them as Peg took a sip. Robert's first cousin Peg had not been herself lately. She was an attractive woman who'd always taken care with her appearance, but this past weekend she had shown no interest in how she looked and had been drinking heavily.
Finally, Peg spoke. "Everyone thinks he's so wonderful." She put the cup down and looked at Sloane. "You have no idea."
Sloane had sensed that things hadn't been great between them the last few months, but Peg's open hostility was something new.
Sloane put a hand on her arm. "What is it?"
Suddenly Peg jumped up from her chair. "I need a drink." She grabbed the wine bottle on the counter and poured some into a glass.
Sloane watched in distress. "What are you doing? It's barely eight o'clock. That won't help anything."
Peg lifted the glass to her lips and took a large gulp, then poured more and drank again. She put the glass down on the counter and looked at Sloane with eyes full of fury.
"I hate him. He's a pig and a bastard."
"What's going on, Peg?" Sloane took her hand and led her back to the kitchen table, where they sat, Peg still clutching the wine bottle.
She raised it to pour another drink and wrenched her arm away when Sloane tried to stop her. "I'll drink if I want to!" Peg slammed the glass down. "He's nothing but a liar and a cheat."
"What are you talking about?"
"He's screwing that bitch. Been screwing her for months."
Sloane raised her eyebrows. "Who?"
"You look surprised." She gave a bitter laugh. "He's discreet, I'll give him that. But all those late nights, the weekends at work. All bullshit."
"We're both married to senators, Peg. Those late nights and weekends come with the territory. You know that. Senate sessions run long, votes run over. Everyone in DC works those crazy hours. That doesn't mean someone's having an affair."
Peg's eyes were cold. "That's true for Robert. He would never look at another woman. He worships you, so how could you possibly understand? But Whit's different. I know he's been sleeping with Madelyn Sawyer for over a year now."
"What?" Sloane knew the woman, as did anyone who was anyone in DC. Madelyn Sawyer was a barracuda-smart, rich, and powerful, with a voracious appetite for equally powerful men. But surely Peg was wrong. She'd always been jealous, and having a husband who looked like Whit didn't help. He was fit and toned, with thick dark hair and a face that looked as though it had been sculpted by one of the masters. Robert, blond and blue-eyed, was good-looking, but Whit was startlingly handsome. Journalists seemed unable to resist mentioning his "movie star good looks," as trite...
Sloane
The events leading up to the destruction of Sloane Chase's carefully ordered world had already been set in motion. She just didn't know it yet. She was tired and irritable, thanks to the Category 5 argument their houseguests had subjected them to late last night. She yawned as she walked into the kitchen and saw Robert, her husband, standing at the counter, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning," Sloane said as she rose on tiptoe to kiss him.
"Good morning, gorgeous," he said, pulling her closer. "I made coffee." He poured her a cup and handed it to her.
"Thanks." She took a long sip. "What in the world is going on with Whit and Peg? I thought they'd never stop yelling."
Robert raised his eyebrows. "I know. Did you notice how hard Peg was hitting the wine? They were at each other's throats all evening. Something's not right between them."
Sloane nodded. "I'm glad we're heading back to DC today. This is not how I envisioned spending our last weekend at the beach."
A loud shriek made them both freeze. Peg's voice rang out. "You're a lying son of a bitch!"
Sloane and Robert exchanged a look. "What's going on now?" Sloane whispered.
They moved to the hallway just as Whit came running down the stairs, with Peg close behind him.
"I'm not going to talk to you while you're like this," he said as he swept past Sloane and Robert. The next thing they heard was the slamming of the screen door to the beach.
"Don't you dare ignore me!" Peg screamed after him, her face red and eyes wild.
Robert blocked her from going any farther. "Peg, hold on, you need to cool down. Let me go talk to Whit."
She collapsed into Robert's arms, sobbing. "I hate him!"
Robert gave Sloane a helpless look.
"Peg, why don't you and I go talk?" Sloane put her arm around the woman and, with a nod to Robert, indicated that he should go after Whit.
Sloane led her to the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee, letting the silence sit between them as Peg took a sip. Robert's first cousin Peg had not been herself lately. She was an attractive woman who'd always taken care with her appearance, but this past weekend she had shown no interest in how she looked and had been drinking heavily.
Finally, Peg spoke. "Everyone thinks he's so wonderful." She put the cup down and looked at Sloane. "You have no idea."
Sloane had sensed that things hadn't been great between them the last few months, but Peg's open hostility was something new.
Sloane put a hand on her arm. "What is it?"
Suddenly Peg jumped up from her chair. "I need a drink." She grabbed the wine bottle on the counter and poured some into a glass.
Sloane watched in distress. "What are you doing? It's barely eight o'clock. That won't help anything."
Peg lifted the glass to her lips and took a large gulp, then poured more and drank again. She put the glass down on the counter and looked at Sloane with eyes full of fury.
"I hate him. He's a pig and a bastard."
"What's going on, Peg?" Sloane took her hand and led her back to the kitchen table, where they sat, Peg still clutching the wine bottle.
She raised it to pour another drink and wrenched her arm away when Sloane tried to stop her. "I'll drink if I want to!" Peg slammed the glass down. "He's nothing but a liar and a cheat."
"What are you talking about?"
"He's screwing that bitch. Been screwing her for months."
Sloane raised her eyebrows. "Who?"
"You look surprised." She gave a bitter laugh. "He's discreet, I'll give him that. But all those late nights, the weekends at work. All bullshit."
"We're both married to senators, Peg. Those late nights and weekends come with the territory. You know that. Senate sessions run long, votes run over. Everyone in DC works those crazy hours. That doesn't mean someone's having an affair."
Peg's eyes were cold. "That's true for Robert. He would never look at another woman. He worships you, so how could you possibly understand? But Whit's different. I know he's been sleeping with Madelyn Sawyer for over a year now."
"What?" Sloane knew the woman, as did anyone who was anyone in DC. Madelyn Sawyer was a barracuda-smart, rich, and powerful, with a voracious appetite for equally powerful men. But surely Peg was wrong. She'd always been jealous, and having a husband who looked like Whit didn't help. He was fit and toned, with thick dark hair and a face that looked as though it had been sculpted by one of the masters. Robert, blond and blue-eyed, was good-looking, but Whit was startlingly handsome. Journalists seemed unable to resist mentioning his "movie star good looks," as trite...
