Pretty Evil by Zoe Rosi

Pretty Evil by Zoe Rosi

Author:Zoe Rosi [Rosi, Zoe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Thomas & Mercer
Published: 2023-01-16T13:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seven

I know there are nicer things I could be doing on a Saturday morning than googling paedophiles, but I can’t seem to stop myself.

Curled up under a cashmere blanket on my Amode sofa with my iPad on my lap, I set to work finding out as much as possible about Miles Brady. I should just forget about him, leave it. But I don’t know if I can.

I’ve moved on from the information about his cases. I’ve read enough, I don’t need to torture myself. Now I’m focusing on Miles’s personal life: where he lives, what health condition he suffers from, where he hangs out. I tried searching for him on Facebook, but nothing came up apart from a few links to articles about his crimes.

Nevertheless, it didn’t take long to track him down. All I had to do was look up a few old guys who were at the private members’ bar we went to last night. I know of a few of them. There’s a washed-up actor, a former news anchor, a retired politician. I added them, and eventually, after poking around on their friends lists, I found my way to Miles’s page. Turns out he’s trying to reinvent himself as Giles Bradshaw. Idiot. His profile photo is of a cat prowling over the keys of a grand piano. Hopefully the cat isn’t his. The last thing I’d need after killing him would be to find a home for a poor little pussy. Giles the cat lover could have been someone else, but maybe he should have untagged himself from his friends’ photos. I’d recognise that creepy, pasty face anywhere.

Now that I’ve found him, I have to decide what I’m going to do with him. I could kill him and make it look like a natural death or an accident. It would have to be something subtle with the whole Julian thing going on. I do like the idea of doing something more torturous, like locking him up somewhere, slowly starving him to death, forcing him to cannibalise himself Reddit-style. But I need to exercise some restraint. I shouldn’t even be killing him at all and yet I can’t stop thinking about it. I want him gone. I can’t accept the thought of him swaggering around, a free man. His death would be justice. It might bring his victims peace. And stop him creating new ones.

My phone buzzes. It’s a notification from the Met Police’s Twitter account.

@metpoliceuk: Do you recognise this woman? Detectives are appealing to the public for information to identify this individual, seen with crossbow attack victim Julian Taylor on the night he was brutally murdered in Hayes on Sunday, 17th January.

Oh my God. The picture is of me and Julian, staggering down the street in Hayes. I don’t look like myself, I’ve got my Ciara wig on and the denim cap I was wearing does a good job of concealing most of my face, but the tip of my nose is visible, my lips, the angle of my jawline.



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