Speak No Secrets (Lucy Falls) by E.R. Whyte

Author:E.R. Whyte [Whyte, E.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Whyte House Publications
Published: 2022-11-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Him

Just had to play the fucking hero. I sit in my car down the road from Shiloh’s house, fuming.

“Fuck! Fuck you, you motherfucking fuck.” I punch the steering wheel with each curse, the horn giving a brief toot each time. I had everything planned to perfection, but that cretin couldn’t leave well enough alone.

Now I have to send a message in more spectacular fashion, and it pisses me off. I do not like having my plans disrupted.

Stealing a quick look around the sleepy midday neighborhood, I wait a minute to ensure no one is coming to investigate the car horn, and then climb from the front seat. I grab my ball cap and slide it over my head, shading my eyes and features from curious glances.

Reaching back inside the car, I grab the clipboard I always keep with me for such occasions, and then shut the door. As I walk across the street and down the sidewalk to her house, I keep my steps confident and whistle a low tune, keeping my eyes focused on the clipboard in my hand. To any observer, I’ll look like a census taker or delivery person.

It’s amazing what a person can get away with if they just look like they belong. If they blend. I’ve taught myself to be a chameleon over the years, to blend exceedingly well. I’m everyman and no man at all.

It hadn’t been easy to slip away and take care of Shiloh’s fuel line. It hadn’t been easy to stalk up to her car in the well-patrolled faculty lot and blend for the time it took to cut a tiny slit in the line. It had been even more difficult to estimate exactly when she’d be leaving school, so I’d know approximately where to wait. I’d made the leak tiny enough to get her a few miles down the road, the highway leading away from the school rural enough to ensure several minutes of isolation.

I had imagined how it would be—Shiloh standing helplessly by her car, phone in hand, just as I pulled alongside her.

Fancy meeting you here, I might have said. Har, har.

Let me take a look for you. I’d roll my sleeves up, so she could see the strength of my forearms. A few moments later: Unfortunately, I don’t have any idea what it might be. How about we go find a garage to give you a tow?

She’d be so grateful because she could trust me. It was a window of opportunity I had calibrated to the minute.

On the deep porch of Shiloh’s house, I slip the key I had made after my last visit into the lock and push the door gently open. I can’t believe she hasn’t changed the locks yet, but it makes things easy for me.

Once inside the foyer, I cast one last look around the area. There’s not a soul in sight. The seclusion afforded by the houses spaced widely apart and the large population of oak, poplar, and pine trees appeals to me.

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