Bloodstream (2015) by Luca Veste

Author:Luca Veste [Veste, Luca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Mystery & Crime
ISBN: 9781471141386
Google: CpE1BgAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00SDPK8RE
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2015-10-21T11:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

The video appeared on his timeline with little fanfare. A minute and a half of darkness, waiting to be clicked on and played. Retweeted by someone he didn’t know, but who must have followed him at some point, prompting a follow back instead of an actual reply. An unknown Twitter account, forcing the video into his world.

He clicked on it, of course. Scrolling through hundreds of boring tweets, reading an Echo article, which had talked about two more people found dead earlier that morning. He hadn’t been surprised that there was some kind of link to those two celebs who’d been murdered. He had his own theory about those two. Drugs deal gone bad or something like that. Good riddance, he thought. Like the world would miss those two oxygen stealers. Famous for doing fuck all, whilst people like him struggled along in life. Sod them.

He had gone back to Twitter, when something had caught his eye.

The video was titled ‘The Third Couple – Why They Died’. Enough for him to stop and check it out.

It wasn’t like he was some kind of weirdo who trawled the web for disgusting videos to watch. He hadn’t Googled beheadings or sought out anything equally shocking. He thought he was normal. Just a bloke called Andy, on a bus, on the way to work for an afternoon shift at a fast-food place in town. Making minimum wage, which barely covered the contract for the new smartphone he was holding.

He almost closed the video after a few seconds. If he hadn’t had his headphones plugged into his phone, he probably would have done. The screen remained black, no sound or movement. His finger moved towards the back button on his phone screen.

Then the noise started. Crying, shouts. An argument of some sort. Begging. The video cut ahead: he was now able to make out two figures facing each other, sitting in chairs.

No, he thought, not just sitting. Tied to the chairs.

The words they were saying didn’t make much sense. Some garbled noises, the bloke shouting, ‘Tell me,’ at one point. It was becoming boring. Andy’s finger hovered over the button again.

Then the view changed to a close-up of the girl’s face. Streaked with tears and fear. Marked, slashed on one side. Good special effects, Andy thought, although the lighting guy needed shooting. Could barely make her out most of the time.

‘Millie isn’t yours . . . I slept with someone else . . . I’m . . . I’m sorry.’

Andy clicked off the video, bored. He expanded the original tweet, to see what other people had commented. Then looked out the window and realised his stop was coming up soon.

@LiverpoolVids1 @themaninblack80

What is this? Don’t get it.

@ScouseLad1983 @themaninblack80

Dunno, just got sent to me and I shared.

@LiverpoolVids1 @ScouseLad1983 @themaninblack80

That bloke looks like that fat one who does the impressions of footballers.

@LiverpoolVids1 @ScouseLad1983 @themaninblack80

It’s those two people who were killed in Tuebrook. Bet ya any money.

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