Hooked: A love story of criminal proportions by Karla Sorensen & Whitney Barbetti

Author:Karla Sorensen & Whitney Barbetti [Sorensen, Karla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

Because it seemed like the most prudent course of action, I backed my car into the garage. You know, for ease of removal. Lucy was tapping away on the cracked screen of her phone while I put the car in park.

“Now what?”

She glanced over at me, amusement in her eyes and mischief in her smile. “Can we nap first? I’m only a little exhausted. And sore.”

Color heated my face, and she laughed. The teasing wasn’t something I was accustomed to, given that the women I’d slept with before weren’t often around long enough afterward. They all wanted something carnal, something simple and uncomplicated.

Lucy was entirely complicated, to the very root of the word’s meaning. Every part of her was complicated. Yet there I sat with her.

“JK.” She turned back to phone and her thumbs flew across the screen. “So, I’ve been Googling. And it seems like we have a few options.”

“You Googled what exactly?”

The look she gave me roughly translated to duh. “How to dispose of a dead body.”

I snatched her phone out of her hands. “You did not.”

She did. She definitely did. The horrifying part was all the links that appeared, the articles and threads showing just what she’d asked. How to dispose of a dead body.

“You know who would probably know what to do?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “I don’t think I want to know.”

“Your chauffeur.”

“Claude is a driver, there’s a difference.”

She snorted. “Mmmkay, Richie Rich. But seriously, you’ve never noticed that he’s got that creepy look in his eyes?”

I glanced at her. “What look?”

Again, it struck that maybe I should have been bothered by the fact that she noticed it about Claude. She saw him … once? If she’d been paying that close of attention that first night, then I was a mark from the first interaction.

But Lucy could have tattled on me too, and she hadn’t. My fingerprints were all over that cast iron pan, and she let me take it, hide it in my home. It seemed that despite how this entire mess had happened, she trusted me. And looking over at her in my car, only the light from the garage door illuminating her beautiful face, I think I trusted her too.

Even though she apparently thought Claude was some kind of professional body hider.

Her face was all seriousness and I actually cracked a smile. Her hands started waving around. “You know, that look. The look of a man who knows how to get rid of a body in forty-three different ways that are completely untraceable.”

In lieu of an answer, because I couldn’t precisely disagree with her on that, I nodded. “Mmmkay, Nancy Drew.”

Her shocked burst of laugher sent a warm ripple through me. “I like this playful side of you, Xenopus.”

I pointed a finger at her. “Did you also Google some new X words?”

Lucy rolled her eyes and opened the door. I did the same, and we walked back into the house. I glanced at her over my shoulder as I approached the alarm panel.

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