Someone Like Me by Carey M. R

Author:Carey, M. R. [Carey, M. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Thriller, Mystery
ISBN: 9780356509464
Google: 3JBPtwEACAAJ
Amazon: B07B88J71D
Goodreads: 37975580
Publisher: Orbit
Published: 2018-11-06T07:00:00+00:00

When Beth got back to the house, it was close to 5:00 a.m. There was no point in trying to sleep. She set Molly down in her own bed and lay beside her for a while, listening to the endless symphony of her breathing.

But when the clock showed 5:30 she got up and showered. Blood and mud and other things sloughed off her, leaving behind a heaviness that was both welcome and disturbing. It thrilled her to have such a vivid sense of her brand-new self, the heft and volume of it, but she didn’t like to think of herself as having limitations, and a body was a weight you had to carry as well as a citadel you could defend.

She did what needed to be done in terms of putting the house to rights. Her assorted weaponry went into the back of the closet, along with her own bloodied clothes and Marc’s in a plastic bag. She would burn them later, but at a time that would look natural, along with a whole lot of innocent garden rubbish. The rest of Marc’s things—the wedding ring, the watch, his wallet, two phones (presumably his regular cell and the burner he’d bought to call her) and his key ring—she put in a shoe box on the closet top shelf. She would keep them, for a little while at least. You never knew what might turn out to be useful. Of course they were as incriminating as hell, but Beth wasn’t anticipating an investigation—or at least not one that would lead to a search of the house. Marc had absconded the night before his trial. That was a narrative that would play well, she was pretty sure.

She cleaned the kitchen again in case she’d missed any tell-tale stains. Then she picked up all the dustsheets and dumped them in the garage along with the paint, brushes and ladder. The painting would have to be finished at some point, but for now it had served its purpose and she didn’t intend to waste any of her time on it.

Her precious time. Her second life. Her triumph.

She went up the stairs and ran into Parvesh Sethi coming down in a flat panic. “Is Molly with you?” he demanded, all out of breath.

“Yeah,” Beth said. “Sorry. I was just coming up to tell you. She came down in the night. I only just found her, sound asleep right next to me.”

Parvesh sagged in relief. “Oh thank God! Lizzie, I’m so sorry! We should have locked the door. We just didn’t think. We threw the bolt, like always, and left it at that. We never dreamed Molly would want to go anywhere in the night.”

“It’s fine,” Beth told him. Better give him his name, she decided as an afterthought. “No harm done, Vesh. I’m sorry you got such a nasty shock. Thanks again for looking after her.”

“We’re always here, you know that. What about Zac? Is he coming home for breakfast or going straight into school?”

Yeah, that was about enough of that, Beth decided.

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