Love You to Death by Adam Croft

Author:Adam Croft [Croft, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Adam Croft

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Cameron’s heart was hammering in his chest that Tuesday morning. He could feel the blood pounding in his ears, almost taste it at the back of his throat. He’d not felt this nervous since being called into Mrs Whitworth’s office after he accidentally dented her car with his skateboard.

He knew he had to stay calm, though. He’d seen enough programmes on TV to know that looking nervous wasn’t going to do him any favours. People would spot that a mile off, especially in this day and age. He had to keep a level head and look as if he was just going about his normal daily business.

He’d been awake for large portions of the night, going over the plan in his head. He’d visualised every step, every street corner, every building on the route. He had his back story, too, in case he was stopped along the way. In case his nerves got the better of him and he looked too shifty for his own good. If he was stopped on the bus heading south, he’d say he was going to the model shop at Crossfields to get a birthday present for his dad. It was his dad’s birthday next week and he wanted to get him a model of his first car. If he was stopped heading out on the village bus service, he’d say he was going to see his mate, Ewan Sorfield. He’d even messaged Ewan to arrange it all, but he’d message him again once he was clear of that leg of the journey to tell him something had come up. If he was stopped after that, he’d say he was heading to the leisure centre to enquire about membership, then on into town. He had it all covered.

Leah had got up early to get on a train to London with a friend. There’d be plenty of CCTV all over the station, as well as in London itself, categorically placing her in the city for the whole day. They were safe. They’d thought it all through.

Two days earlier, Leah had been round to her step-nan’s to visit. She’d taken the batteries out of the carbon dioxide monitor while her step-nan was in the loo, and had left a pair of rubber gloves behind the water butt in the garden. These were the gloves Cameron would wear when he went into the house and switched off the gas. She’d left a towel wrapped in a carrier bag, too. He’d use this to step onto, rather than the kitchen floor, ensuring no footprints were left inside the house. The lounge was carpeted, so that was no problem. There’d be no trace of him ever having been there.

But no matter how much planning and preparation they’d done, Cameron still couldn’t shake the feeling that something could go horribly wrong. And if it did, it’d be curtains for both of them. What was the jail sentence for murder? Got to be well over twenty years, he thought. He couldn’t do twenty years in jail.

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