Listeners, now that you've finished Jennifer Hillier's jar of hearts, it's finally time

for a preview of her new audiobook, Things We Do in the Dark.

Paris Peralta is in trouble. When the police arrive at her home, she's covered in blood

with her husband behind her in the bathtub. Dead.

There's a time and a place for erect nipples, but the back of a Seattle police car definitely

isn't it.

Paris Peralta didn't think to grab a sweater before they arrested her, so she's only

wearing a blood-stained tank top. It is July after all. But the air conditioning is on

high and she feels cold and exposed. With her wrists cuffed, all she can do is class

her hands together and hold her forearms up to cover her breasts. It looks like she's

praying. She's not praying. It's much too late for that.

Her head throbs underneath the butterfly bandage one of the EMTs stuck on before they

put her in the cop car. She must have slammed it into the rim of the bathtub sometime

last night, but she doesn't remember tripping or falling. All she remembers is her husband,

lying in a bathtub filled with blood and the screaming that woke her up this morning.

The blonde ponytail detective behind the wheel glances at Paris again in the rear-view mirror.

Ever since Jimmy signed a streaming deal with the new Netflix competitor, Quanz, six

months ago, people have been staring at her a lot. Paris hates it. When she and Jimmy

got married, she expected to live a quiet life with the retired actor comedian. That's

the deal they made. That's the marriage she signed up for. But then Jimmy changed his

mind and unretired, and it was about the worst thing he could have done to her. And now

he's dead. The detective has been keeping an eye on her in the back seat the entire time,

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