An Ill Wind: A dark and compelling British Crime Thriller. (A Detective Loxley Nottinghamshire Crime Thriller Book 6) by A L Fraine

Author:A L Fraine [Fraine, A L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creative Edge Publishing
Published: 2024-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 33

Slumped into her sofa with her feet up, Sally ignored the TV playing to itself across the room, showing another reality TV programme about throwing a group of single girls together with a group of single guys and watching the sparks fly between them.

Instead, she concentrated on her phone, texting her friend, Jane.

I forget to tell you, she texted. Some rozzers showed up today.

Oh? What did they want? Jane replied.

She was a quick typist on her phone, and Sally imagined her thumb moving like lightning.

Not sure. They just asked about Megan.

Who’s Megan?

Someone I knew at school. She was an uptight bitch who wouldn’t put out for the hottest guy in our year. So I stepped in to teach him some real moves.

Nice. But why were the rozzers interested in all that?

I don’t know and don’t care. Megan was a stuck-up cow. I only hung out with her because there was literally no one else. But the cops said she’d been murdered.

Murdered? Really?

I don’t watch the news. It’s too depressing. Sally yawned, utterly shattered. She checked the time. It was already well into the early hours. Whatever, it wasn’t as if she needed to get up for work or anything the next day. Work was for peasants, not people like her. I told the pigs to piss off. They were starting to make the house smell of bacon.

Ugh, yuk, Jane texted back. Right, I’m off to bed. I need my beauty sleep.

Sure, night.

Night.

Sally glanced back at Jane’s comment about beauty sleep and grimaced. “Yeah, cos you fuckin’ need it. Ugly cow.” She sighed and let her head fall back while dropping her phone onto the sofa beside her. She was tired, although she didn’t like to admit it.

Thinking back to the police visit, she found she couldn’t really remember what the police had said to her beyond wanting to talk to her about Megan and her murder.

Huh. Murdered. She remembered hearing about the abuse she’d suffered at the hands of her mother’s partner and recoiled at the thought. It told her everything she needed to know about Megan and her family. Megan wasn’t like her. She was a dumb working-class cow who came from a stupid working-class family who didn’t have two pennies to rub together. So, frankly, she didn’t care what had happened to her. She’d probably invited him to abuse her. That’s what girls like her were like. She’d probably flirted with him or something. Dumb bitch. She deserved it.

She wondered if the police might come back and try to talk to her again. Her parents were home now, so they could pay them to go away. She felt sure her dad had contacts in the police he could call on.

She had a busy schedule. She couldn’t waste time talking to some scummy cops about an idiot school friend she didn’t care about.

As her mind wandered, her eyelids grew heavy, and before she knew it, she’d slipped into a fitful sleep. Dreams about a dark shadow just out of reach in the darkness tormented her, when she was suddenly awakened by… something.

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