Visions of Death by B.T. Lord

Author:B.T. Lord [Lord, B.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bety Comerford
Published: 2019-02-21T00:00:00+00:00

DeeDee lay tossing and turning in her bed. She’d taken one of her mother’s sleeping pills to make sure she got some much needed rest, but the damned thing didn’t seem to be working. It was 2 am and she was still wide awake.

Staring at the ceiling, everything rushed in on her again -- her fears about Mallory’s killer, her fears about the dream and her fears about calling the Deputy.

Had she somehow made it worse for herself by telling him about the conversation she’d overheard? Of course she’d left out the part, with both the deputy and Tim, that she’d deliberately listened in on Mal’s conversation. Now she deeply regretted it. Why had she done it?

Because it’s what you do. It’s what you always do.

“Oh shut up,” she grumbled aloud as she sat up in bed.

It was true though. She did have a bad habit of eavesdropping on conversations. She’d been doing it since she was a child. It was like an addiction. All those fascinating and juicy things she’d learned about her family and friends. But now it had backfired on her. There was a killer out there, intent on murdering her because of a conversation that – for the first time in her friggin’ life – she hadn’t had or deliberately overheard.

There must be a way to let the murderer know she had no clue Mallory was pregnant. The question was how. She certainly couldn’t put it in the local paper. Or distribute flyers. At least Tim had spoken to their friends. She could only hope that would be enough.

At least she was safe. The deputy and Cade McHadon managed to put together a group of men who took turns patrolling her house. Her father thought she was being ridiculous. He’d always considered her melodramatic; she’d overheard enough conversations between her parents in which he’d made it perfectly clear what he thought of her behavior. Her mother wasn’t too happy about having men walking around her house all night either. But somehow, Deputy Martin had convinced them that for the time being, at least until they caught Mal’s killer, it was prudent to keep DeeDee safe.

As much as she loathed to admit it, there was a part of her that was eating up the attention, even if she was terrified for the reason behind it. It was dope that she actually had bodyguards looking after her. Okay, maybe not actual bodyguards like Rihanna or Lady Gaga had. But nobody else on Eagla had anyone patrolling their houses.

How awesome was that?

The only downside to all of this was Tim’s inability to make his night-time visits. She missed their trysts, but staying alive eclipsed getting it on under the sheets. She was sure he’d get over it. And once the deputy caught Mal’s killer, life could get back to normal.

DeeDee laid back down against the cool pillow and willed herself to fall asleep. She thought of snow topped mountains and meadows filled with flowers to relax her. When that didn’t work, she tried the mindful breathing stuff she and Mal had found on YouTube.

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