Pranks and Perplexities in Las Vegas by Winters A.R

Author:Winters, A.R.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

That evening I ached in parts of my body that I’d never given a single, solitary thought to before. Muscles I didn’t know the names of were whining, and even my brain was telling me it wasn’t going to be able to binge watch the television for too long.

I’d just settled onto my sofa, two foil-wrapped leftover slices of pizza beside me just in case I needed urgent nourishment during the evening, when someone was at my door.

It was Ian. I could tell both by the way he hammered on it and his voice when he repeatedly yelled, “Tiffany! Tiffany! Tiffany!” The final clue was him saying, “It’s Ian, open up!”

I wanted to pretend I wasn’t home. A nice, quiet evening was what I deserved. But the universe, or at least the Ian part of it, wasn’t going to let me have that.

“I heard you go in! I’ve got something to show you! Tiffany! Tiffany! Tiff— finally.”

With my most disinterested look ready on my face, I asked Ian, “What?”

He was inside and sitting on my sofa, tablet in hand, before I could tell him I wasn’t going to be inviting him in and really wanted to relax quietly by myself.

“Come on, Tiff, get over here.”

“Darn it,” I muttered under my breath. I closed the door and went to join him.

Ian had already unwrapped the foil and was eating one of my precious slices.

“Thanks, the pizza’s really good. Now, are you ready to have your mind blown?”

I shook my head. “No thanks. Let’s do it tomorrow.”

“Ha-ha. Good one. But you’re not as funny as me, you know. Sit down. Look at this.”

It didn’t seem like I had any choice in the matter. Complaining would only drag everything out. When Ian was determined to show me something, there was no getting out of it.

“What?” I said, around a large yawn.

“Someone confessed!”

When you’re investigating a murder case, those two words are the absolute best two words you can hear. Usually. But not in this case.

“Please tell me you’re talking about Candi, Rock, or Zach.”

“What?” Ian looked genuinely puzzled. “Why would I tell you about them? We knew about them already.”

“I’m not going to like this.”

“Candi was right. Look!”

Ian held his tablet right in front of my face. There was a full-screen paused image of Tammy Cam. The title of the video could be read at the top. She’d called this video How I Killed Kyle Locke, the Prank King. Not exactly subtle.

Ian pressed play, and we watched the video together.

It started with Tammy staring very seriously into the camera. In the background, whispered, I heard her friend Ellie say, “That’s great, babe.”

After thirty seconds of silent, unnerving staring, Tammy finally spoke.

“I killed my boyfriend, Kyle Locke.”

Tammy stared into the camera again, another long twenty seconds or so of her gaze piercing the viewer.

“And this is how I did it.”

The camera began to move and follow Tammy. She stood up, and as the camera — presumably held by Ellie — moved backward, we could see that Tammy was in her bedroom.

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