Getaway by Lisa Brackmann

Author:Lisa Brackmann [Brackmann, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Suspense
ISBN: 9781616950729
Publisher: Soho Press
Published: 2012-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

[CHAPTER TWENTY]

She made it to the bathroom in her room at Hacienda Carmen before she threw up. She crouched over the toilet seat, puking up the red snapper she’d had for dinner and the champagne and tequila she’d drunk with Emma until bile burned her throat, and when she was finally done, she lay on the bathroom floor curled on her side, shivering, the glazed tiles cool against her cheek.

Eventually she sat up, then stood, grasping the edge of the sink for support.

She rinsed out her mouth with water from the sink, wet down a washcloth with cold water and washed her face, cleaned up the splatters of vomit on the toilet seat and the floor where she’d missed the bowl. Brushed her teeth.

Then she changed out of her clothes, tossing them on the bathroom floor. Stood there naked for a moment, still shivering in the damp heat.

What clothes to put on?

What should she do now?

Four in the morning, she told herself, it’s four in the morning.

She put on an oversized T-shirt and went and sat on the edge of her bed.

He hadn’t killed her. He wanted her to see … he wanted her to tell …

To tell someone.

Tell your friends.

She wanted to cry, but she was too empty for that. Too exhausted. Instead she stood and got a bottle of water out of her refrigerator, took a few sips of it, then sank back onto the bed.

Daniel. It had to be Daniel. Who of her “friends” here did Emma even know about, except for him?

You can’t be sure, she told herself. You don’t know what’s going on behind the curtain.

But all this had started with Daniel, hadn’t it? Emma had seen the two of them together. It was the simplest explanation. The simplest explanation was usually true. What was that called again? Someone’s razor, something like that.

It couldn’t be Gary. Emma couldn’t know about Gary. Could she?

Whoever Gary worked for, she knew that he wasn’t her friend.

She rested her forehead in her palms for a moment.

Were there buses running this time of night? Buses to anywhere that wasn’t here?

You have to call him, she thought. That wasn’t a request from Oscar. It was a command. If she didn’t …

She got her iPhone out of the little black purse she’d carried with her tonight. Tapped on her contacts and dragged her finger to Daniel.

“Howdy,” his voice said. “Leave a message.”

Fuck.

Well, what did she expect? It was four in the morning.

“It’s Michelle,” she said. “Sorry to call so late. But some things have happened.…”

Don’t lose it, she told herself. You can’t.

“Some things have happened. And I have to talk to you. It’s …”

What was she supposed to say?

“Please call me. It’s really important.”

She lay there on the bed staring at the iPhone, at all her apps, at the lie of connection, its blank promises.

Finally she got up and took one of Tom’s Ambiens and a couple of Advils. Drank the rest of her bottle of water. Stretched out on the bed staring at the fan on the ceiling, at its slowly rotating blades.

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