The Trophy Wife

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The Trophy Wife

Status: Finished

The Trophy Wife

Book by: graymartin

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Genre: Thrillers

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When cosmetic dermatologist Jake Goodwin meets Briana Caulder, she leaves a lingering impression, and it’s not a good one. Beautiful. Entitled. Obnoxious. In short, his new patient is the caricature of a Fairfield County, Connecticut trophy wife. But when Briana returns days later, she’s a transformed woman: soft-spoken, polite, shy. And terrified.

Goodwin immediately suspects she's a victim of spousal abuse. Trapped in his own faltering marriage, he can’t help but reach out to her. But when friendship turns into something more, Briana’s powerful husband retaliates, with deadly consequences. Suddenly, Goodwin stands to lose everything: his career, his family, even his life. But can he trust Briana to help him? Or does she have her own dark, hidden agenda? All feedback is welcome! I shelved this for a while and wouldn't mind getting guidance from new sets of sharp eyes...

Content Summary

When cosmetic dermatologist Jake Goodwin meets Briana Caulder, she leaves a lingering impression, and it’s not a good one. Beautiful. Entitled. Obnoxious. In short, his new patient is the caricature of a Fairfield County, Connecticut trophy wife. But when Briana returns days later, she’s a transformed woman: soft-spoken, polite, shy. And terrified.

Goodwin immediately suspects she's a victim of spousal abuse. Trapped in his own faltering marriage, he can’t help but reach out to her. But when friendship turns into something more, Briana’s powerful husband retaliates, with deadly consequences. Suddenly, Goodwin stands to lose everything: his career, his family, even his life. But can he trust Briana to help him? Or does she have her own dark, hidden agenda? All feedback is welcome! I shelved this for a while and wouldn't mind getting guidance from new sets of sharp eyes...

Author Chapter Note

Jake finally learns the truth, while Kristy struggles with her decision. (A lot of answers here. Does it work, or does the souffle fall flat? As always, all feedback is welcome!)

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Submitted: July 15, 2013

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1:55 a.m.

Kristy

 

It’s too late now to save them.

That’s what Kristy told herself as she reached for the exam room door. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what might be happening inside. She’d heard no screams, but that didn’t mean much. Rollins could be quietly efficient when he wanted to be.

When she entered the room though, the scene looked surprisingly unchanged. The only obvious difference was the surgical tray of syringes, which Rollins had wheeled into the middle of the room.  Jessica Goodwin still sat motionless in the exam chair, while Jake remained curled in the corner where Rollins had left him, hands taped behind his back. Looking up now, the doctor shot her a desperate look.

“Kristy?” he asked in a hoarse voice. “Why are you doing this?”

“Because you’re just another job to her, dipshit.”

The harsh answer came from Rollins, who was sitting on a stool facing the wife. Still wearing that repulsive grin, he reached forward to stroke her cheek. “Isn’t that right, sweetheart? Why don’t you tell your man what’s been going on here? He’s a little slow on the uptake.”

Jess remained silent, her eyes burning with hatred.

“All right,” Rollins shrugged, rising from the stool. “Suit yourself then. I’ll tell him.” He turned to Jake. “You do realize you’ve been totally played, right Doc?”

This time, Kristy couldn’t avoid Jake’s eyes, or the pained expression she saw there.

“Don’t do this,” she told Rollins, turning away.

“Why? He deserves to know the truth, don’t ya think?”

“What’s there to tell?” Jake hissed. “You’re here to do Caulder’s dirty work for him.”

“All right!” Rollins pivoted toward him, sneering. “Gold star for Doctor Faggot! Now go on. Tell us more.”

“Jim,” Kristy pleaded. “Please stop.”

“Why, babe? This is wicked fun. We were about to learn how much your lover over here has figured out.” With that dig, he turned to Jess. “I mean, you saw the crazy sex these two had, right? You’ve gotta admit, that was pretty hot. Not that we couldn’t do better.”

Ignoring the taunt, Jess’s eyes cut to Jake. Desperately trying, Kristy realized, to communicate something.

“So anyways: why does Mr. Caulder want you dead?”

When Jake ignored the question, Rollins kicked him in the ribs. “Don’t be shy! We all wanna hear your brilliant theory.”

“Because,” Jake coughed out in pain. “He… found out I was sleeping with his wife.”

Really? So you still think this is all about your little fling? Well…” Rollins gave Kristy a wink, then moved behind her to hook an arm around her waist. “What if I told you Mr. Caulder wanted you and lovely Bree over here to hook up? You see, he planned for it to happen. Bree was in on it, from the start.”

Kristy flinched when she saw the shock registering on Jake’s face. He was just starting to realize…

“I'll let you in on a little secret,” Rollins continued. “Bree and Caulder aren’t even married. She works for him, just like I do. We’re what you could call fixers. We fix problems for people, important people like Mr. Caulder. Bree and I... we're his little elves. Right, babe?”

Before Kristy could escape, he pulled her in for a kiss, tongue hungrily thrusting forward. She pushed him away in disgust, feeling naked. Humiliated.

“Roy won’t like this,” she hissed. “You’re supposed to be a professional.”

“Relax, angel. I’m just havin’ a little fun here. Listen up, Doc… here’s the deal.” He kneeled in front of Jake now, like a coach going over the game plan. “You’ve gotta give my girl credit. I mean, she knew how to play you perfect. Came in like an untouchable bitch, then turned it around with that damsel in distress routine.  She’s really this innocent girl next door, trapped in some fucked up relationship. And who can save her from the big bad wolf?” His lips curled into a sadistic grin. “Why, it’s our hero in a white coat, come to save the day.”

“I…” Jake looked up at her, blinking away shock. “Is that true?”

“Course it is!” Rollins boomed. “Ever gone fly fishing, Doc? Trick is, you’ve gotta float that dry fly in there, just skim it over the surface, and then, when they bite…” He jerked his arms skyward, violently snaring an imaginary trout. “Ha! She had you by the friggin’ balls. Don’t feel bad though. My girl could take down the President of the United States if she wanted to. You’re like, I don’t know, batting practice.”

“Jim…” Kristy forced a smile. “Why are you telling him all this? What’s the point?”

Rollins shrugged. “Oh, I don’t know. It’s just more fun that way, don’t ya think?” He pointed to the Colt on the floor. “Kinda like that switcheroo game you played with those blanks. Don’t tell me it doesn’t turn you on to fuck with people’s heads, ‘cause I know how much it does. You and me… deep down we’re the same, right babe?”

Instead of answering, she looked into his eyes. Cold, reptilian eyes, the kind of eyes she’d been staring into for most of her life.

Until three weeks ago.

Glancing away, she realized what she had to do.

“You’re sick,” she muttered, shaking her head in disgust before turning to leave.

“Hey!” Rollins called after her, laughing. “Where’re you going? The party’s just gettin' started!”

“I need to update Roy,” she answered, marching toward the door without looking back.

The path, though, took her right past Jake.

"Why?" he asked, blinking up at her through blood. "You and me. Why go to all that trouble?"

She shook her head sadly. Why tell him the truth? He wouldn't understand anyway. Her job had been simple: take the lawyer wife with powerful connections out of the picture. Make her hate him enough not to care. Not to help him.

They were only here now because she'd failed her mission.

“Don’t do this,” Jake pleaded. “Kristy, or whoever the hell you are. You can still save Jess. Please... my kids need their mother."

And with that, he gave her a look that tore right into her soul.

 

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