Kitty Litter Killer by Candice Speare

Author:Candice Speare
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery
ISBN: 9781410421357
Publisher: Thorndike Press
Published: 2008-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Before I pulled out of the parking lot, I glanced at my watch. I had a little more time before I had to pick up Chris. I wanted to find out how Abbie was doing. I called her and she picked up right away, which surprised me.

“Hi,” I said. “Are you okay?”

“Better than last night in some ways, but I need to talk to you.”

“I’m on my way to your house right now.”

Twenty minutes later, I was in her living room. She had applied makeup and was dressed in a nice pair of jeans and a tailored shirt, all of which was a good sign because it meant she was trying to regain some control of her life. However, the circles under her bloodshot eyes and the drawn expression on her face told the real story.

After I hugged her, I looked around. She had made an effort to straighten up. I was glad for that. That meant she had some fight in her.

“Have you eaten anything?” I asked.

“I forced myself to eat lunch—some of what your mother sent over,” she said.

“Good,” I said. “You want me to make some coffee or tea?”

She shook her head.

“Okay.” I dropped into a chair and put my purse at my feet. “I’ve been to see Eric.”

“I know. He called and told me.” She swallowed and blinked. “He doesn’t say so, but I can hear in his voice that he’s angry with me for not telling him about Philip.”

“Do you blame him? I was a little irritated myself. You do have a habit of keeping things to yourself.”

“You’re right.” She took a deep breath. “And I’m trying. That’s why I asked you to come. Because I need to come clean and tell you everything.”

My heart plummeted. “What do you mean, ‘everything’? Abbie, what else could there be?” I realized immediately how harsh I’d sounded. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.”

“Yes, you did.” She stuck her chin in the air. “And I suppose you’ve told me every little detail about your life? There’s nothing I don’t know?”

Some color had returned to her face. Perhaps the two of us semiquarreling wasn’t a bad thing.

“Okay,” I said. “You have a point. Except that I’m not a suspect in a murder.”

“And that’s why I’m telling you this. Because I am—now. I wasn’t before.”

That made sense in an odd way. “Have you told Eric wh`at you’re about to tell me?”

“I sent him an e-mail. I haven’t heard back.” She was pumping her leg up and down, a nervous habit she’d had since she was a kid. She had tried to conquer it as an adult, but the bouncing returned when she was stressed out.

“Philip wrote me a letter two weeks ago. I returned it to him unopened. With a letter of my own telling him to leave me alone. I know it sounded. . .almost threatening.”

“And the police found it?”

“Yes. He had it with him at his mother’s house.”

“So you didn’t look at his letter at all?”

“No. I just didn’t want to be reminded of the past.

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