Flesh and Blood: The brutal, twisted tale of a very violent and sadistic family. Not for the faint of heart. by Sian Rosé

Flesh and Blood: The brutal, twisted tale of a very violent and sadistic family. Not for the faint of heart. by Sian Rosé

Author:Sian Rosé [Rosé, Sian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-16T22:00:00+00:00


Chapter Thirty-six

2019

By the time Ronnie and Lloyd were trudging back over the dry grass; the sun was starting to beat down on their heads; both of them felt exhausted.

Getting rid of Destiny’s body hadn’t been difficult; she was a skinny little thing, and disposing of her corpse had been no trouble between father and son. They’d worked mostly in silence, with only the odd, occasional growl from Ronnie to gruffly give Lloyd instructions. As planned, they’d dumped her into the stream, which was not as deep as Ronnie had hoped. Her body would turn up sooner rather than later, which only intensified the urgency in Ronnie’s step as he hurried back towards the RV.

It was that urgency, the rush that tired him out.

This life he and Minnie had chosen was thrilling and exhilarating and more satisfying than anything the two of them could have ever hoped for as young, naïve teenagers. But it was the running away that he hated. The irritating fingers of doubt and anxiety that tickled the back of his mind, reminding him that they’d been extremely fucking lucky to have gotten away with so much of their impromptu criminal activity.

Murder, theft; torture; and all that other good shit was best pre-planned and pre-meditated. Planning ahead meant there was room to savour the experience and ensured the absence of concern. But when shit like this came about, the stress almost always outweighed the thrill.

Maybe, Ronnie had considered, both to himself and to Minnie, it was his age.

“I’m sorry, Dad,” Lloyd muttered, just as the top of the RV parked at the edge of the caravan site came into view above the crescent of a hill.

Ronnie grumbled, his brow furrowing as he forced himself to look at Lloyd.

The kid was just fourteen; and almost completely hopeless. He was overweight, and the only one out of the four kids that Ronnie could clearly see was not attractive or naturally charming in their manner.

Hopefully, it was just an awkward, pubescent stage that Lloyd Garnet would eventually grow out of. But for now, it made him a lumbering idiot and, frankly, a great deal of the time, one hell of a liability. Not that Ronnie was wholly impressed with his other kids at that moment in time. Attempting a robbery on a group of rough traveller kids who likely slept with rifles beneath their beds and fucked their own sisters. The only one who’d shown a single grain of intelligence that day was Flo, who wasn’t even a decade old, for fuck’s sake.

Abruptly, he stopped, startling Lloyd. The middle-aged man groaned and rubbed the back of his neck, frowning at his son.

“This has got to stop, mate,” he said sternly, although his expression finally began to soften. “Me and your mother love you dearly… you’re our son,” he added.

“I love you too, Dad.”

Ronnie took a step closer to the boy and fixed his sharp, piercing eyes on the teenager’s piggy pupils. As he moved into his space, the gross stench of body odour infiltrated his nostrils.



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