Death Grip by Elaine Viets

Author:Elaine Viets [Viets, Elaine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severn House Publishers
Published: 2020-10-31T22:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-ONE

I woke up the next morning to a gentle spring rain. It was the kind of rainy morning that makes you want to roll over and go back to sleep. That’s exactly what I did, since I had the day off. I finally woke up again at ten a.m., brewed some coffee and took it upstairs to bed, where I luxuriated in the sound of the rain drumming softly on the roof.

I washed my hair for my date with Chris that night and did my nails. The house was due for a cleaning, but what I really wanted to do was check out Mrs McKim’s intriguing thumb drive. It was still in my purse. I could practically feel it pulsing in there, sending out signals to me.

I loaded the dishwasher and turned it on, then decided more cleaning would ruin my manicure. Besides, that tantalizing diary was calling my name. I put on another pot of coffee, and stuck the thumb drive into my iPad.

Armed with a mug of hot coffee, I sat at my kitchen table and scrolled through Rosanna McKim’s diary to the first entry, about six months ago. It was a long email.

Monday, October 7, 2019

Dear Mom,

You’ve always had my back, but now I need you to be my back-up. Like I told you last weekend, Briggs is really handsy. It’s like working for an octopus. And today he asked me out.

‘Wanna go on a bar crawl?’ he said. ‘I know some great dives.’ He acted like he expected me to be overjoyed. That was his idea of a first date. A bar crawl! And dive bars at that! What a lowlife.

I told him no thanks. I wasn’t interested. I said it was a bad idea for an employee to date her employer. If he thinks I’m a housekeeper with benefits, he’s got another think coming. Anyway, he barely said anything to me the rest of the day. We avoided each other and that was fine with me. I went to bed about 10 p.m. and made sure I locked my door.

I know what you’re going to say, Mom – I should come home this instant. I can have my old room while I look for another job.

But jobs that pay like this one are hard to come by, especially when all I have is a degree in English Lit. If I quit, I’ll be hustling fries at Mickey D’s or pounding a cash register and making minimum wage – if I’m lucky. Plus this job includes room and board. So for now, I’ll avoid Fumble Fingers and keep on working. Don’t worry. I can handle him.

But in case there’s a problem, I’m starting this diary to keep track of him on a daily basis. I’m backing it up in the cloud – and sending a copy to you – each week.

Monday

You already know about this day. B asked me out. I refused. No further contact.

Tuesday

B got up early and was out of the house all day. I went to bed early.

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