The Numbers Killer by Jenifer Ruff

Author:Jenifer Ruff [Ruff, Jenifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781733957014
Publisher: Greyt Companion Press
Published: 2019-05-27T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

After tapping around on the top of the bedside table, Beth sat up and found her phone. She jammed her finger on the button to stop her alarm. Running her hand through her matted hair, she stared blankly at the wall. Her eyes drooped closed. She clutched a pillow, plopped back against the mattress, and rolled onto her stomach. She should get up, but she didn’t want to. Need more sleep. Her body ached. The bed was comfortable, the pillows decent. Just a few more minutes . . .

“Get out of bed, lazy ass,” grunted Danny. “You’ve got to get the Smiths before they’re out of here.”

Danny was right. Jason and Kelly got lucky yesterday when the cop showed up. But today would be their last day flitting around town being all sweet to each other like it was their honeymoon. It had to be. Because I’m not going to jail. Please, God, don’t let them have called the police already. She rarely prayed, only when she was in dire danger of being caught for something. Now was as good a time as any.

She pushed herself out of bed and trudged into the bathroom. She rubbed her eyes and frowned at her puffy face, her flattened hair, and the dirt caked under her fingernails. She stripped and turned on the shower. The water helped soothe her soreness. Jumping through the bushes and over Agent Heslin’s fence had not been one of her better ideas.

Alone in the room while getting dressed—just like Danny to go down to breakfast without me—she turned on the television. In no time at all, she’d found a news update about what she did. Her face lit up as she turned up the volume. The brawny guy, he must be the boss of the other agents, gave a statement about Todd Meiser’s death and what it meant for the Butler case. The Butlers again! Those freeloaders sure were getting a lot of attention for what Beth had done.

During the commercial, she rifled through the clothes in her suitcase and pulled out wrinkled black pants and a white blouse, the most business-looking outfit she owned. She purchased them just in case she needed to pretend to be someone sort of professional for one of Danny’s business schemes. The pants were a bit tight around her thighs and the shirt poked her underarms, but it made her feel official. Confident. Powerful. Like someone deserving of respect. When packing, she’d envisioned completing the outfit with her black, floral scarf—no longer an option thanks to Meiser—and going somewhere kind of nice. She and Danny were on vacation, after all.

Just over a week ago, he had plopped down on their couch, opened a beer and said, “Next week is our three-year anniversary.”

“It is?” She knew their anniversary date, but she had a hard time believing he had remembered.

“We should celebrate. Let’s get away for a few days.”

“Really? Okay. Sure,” she’d agreed. “Where should we go?”

“I already picked a place out. It’s in Virginia.

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