Watch Them Die by Kevin O'Brien

Author:Kevin O'Brien
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, Crime & mystery, Serial murders, Espionage, Fiction - Espionage, American Mystery & Suspense Fiction, Fiction, Fiction - General, Seattle (Wash.), Suspense, Adventure, Thrillers, Crime & Thriller, General, Thriller
ISBN: 9780786020195
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2008-12-01T01:15:39.528000+00:00

Neither of them had finished their lunch. Hannah’s chicken was gnarly and hard. All she could do was pick at her rice.

Tiptop Teriyaki was new to the mall’s food court, and not likely to last very long. Hannah and Ben were the only customers seated at the counter bar that curved around Tiptop’s nearly vacant eating area.

Over their inedible meal, Hannah told Ben about the other murders, and the videos forecasting them. She didn’t have to explain much. He was already familiar with the pattern. She told him about finding Casino in her purse, and her concern for her coworker.

Britt hadn’t shown up for work today, and she hadn’t answered any of Hannah’s phone messages since the night before last.

“Anyway,” Hannah sighed, pushing her plate away. “I’m worried she might be next.”

“What do the police think?” Ben asked.

“Well, I—I haven’t talked to them,” Hannah answered. “I haven’t contacted them about any of this.”

“What?” Ben squinted at her. “Why not?”

She glanced at her wristwatch. “Listen, I need to get back to work. You want to walk with me?”

They headed back toward the store.

“I can’t believe you haven’t talked to the police,” Ben said, as they crossed the street. “You know, after that deliberate hit-and-run the other night, it struck me as weird you never approached the police about Craig. I mean, he’d been there to see you. Why didn’t you say something?”

Hannah hurried toward Emerald City Video. She shook her head. “I’m not sure. I was scared, confused.”

“Well, why don’t you talk to the police now? Between the two of us, we have enough information—”

“Ben, I’m going to be late for work,” she cut in, pausing in front of the door. “Maybe we can talk tonight. Okay?”

“Well, wait a minute—”

Hannah opened the door, stepped inside, and stopped dead.

Two uniformed policemen and a third man—heavyset with a tie, and badge on his windbreaker—stood by the front counter. At the register, Cheryl seemed confused. Tish stared back at Hannah with tears in her eyes. A slapstick comedy was showing on the store’s TVs.

“Ms. Doyle?” the plainclothes cop said.

Hannah took a step back, and almost bumped into Ben. She’d known this was coming, yet they’d still caught her off guard. They were here to arrest her. “Where’s my son?” she heard herself ask.

Tish approached her. “Honey, it’s not Guy. It’s Britt. Something happened.”

Wide-eyed, Hannah shook her head.

Tish hugged her, then whispered in her ear, “Oh, Han, they found her this morning in some hotel….”

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