Prayers for The Dead
A Peter Decker/Rina Lazarus Novel
Chapter One
The living room was dimly lit, the house motionless, reminding Decker of his divorced, bachelor days -- days he'd be reliving soon if he didn't start making it home earlier. To wit: The dining room table had been cleared -- dinner long gone -- and the door to Hannah's nursery was closed, Rina nowhere in sight. Yes, she was a patient woman, but she did have limits. Decker often wondered how far she could be pushed before she'd explode on impact. Because as of yet, no one had developed a road test for wives.
He placed his briefcase on the empty table, his fingers raking through thick shocks of carrot-colored hair. Ginger came trotting in from the kitchen, Decker bent down and petted the setter's head.
"Hi, girl. Are you happy to see me?"
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