Death perception by Victoria Laurie

Author:Victoria Laurie
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-04-06T22:00:18.093000+00:00

Chapter Ten

The tension inside our car was palpable. Candice wore a look that could freeze lava. ‘‘I am going to kill that asshole,’’ she kept muttering. I glanced behind me to Cat, who seemed equally confused about who exactly ‘‘that asshole’’ was.

For a long time no one but Candice spoke, and her conversation was definitely one-sided. ‘‘Of all the snarky, low-down, bullshit things to do!’’ she said, and slammed her hand on the steering wheel. ‘‘He’s dead,’’ she said, nodding her head vigorously as if agreeing with the conclusion. ‘‘D-E-A-D—dead!’’

‘‘Er... Candice?’’ I asked meekly.

‘‘I’m gonna kill him. And I’m gonna kill him slow,’’ she continued.

‘‘Yoo-hoo?’’ I said, waving my hand at her. ‘‘Sanity to Candice. Do you copy?’’

But it was no use. She wouldn’t do anything other than curl herself forward, hovering menacingly over the steering wheel, as she wove in and out of traffic at ever increasing speeds.

Cat sat back in her seat and closed her eyes while she whispered under her breath. It appeared she was praying and I thought that might be a great idea. I closed my eyes too, but pretty much all that was going through my head was ‘‘AHHHHHHHH!’’

The car swerved sharply and I opened my eyes. Candice was exiting off the freeway, which was a relief until I noticed that she hadn’t decreased her speed very much. A few turns later I was starting to get carsick, and rolled down my window for some fresh air. ‘‘Candice!’’ I heard Cat yell from the backseat. ‘‘Look out!’’

My eyes flashed forward and I noticed that we barely missed an eighteen-wheeler. ‘‘Please!’’ I said to her. ‘‘I’m begging you to slow down!’’ But she wasn’t listening. Nope, Uma was intent on killing Bill.

Finally, just when I thought I might really lose my cookies, Candice squealed into a ratty-looking trailer park and zoomed to the end of the street, coming to a screeching halt in front of a blue and white trailer that had most definitely seen better days.

Before I could even unbuckle my seat belt, Candice was out of the car and marching toward the front door. ‘‘Lenny!’’ she yelled loud enough to wake the dead.

The front door opened and Candice’s ex strolled out onto the front step, beer in hand and wearing a big fat grin. ‘‘Honey,’’ he said cordially. ‘‘You didn’t think I’d let a prime money-making opportunity like that pass me by, did you? I mean, the Feds pay so much more than the local PD for a good bit of intel.’’

In a move that stunned me with both its speed and ferocity, Candice grabbed Lenny by his shirt collar and yanked him forward while lifting one knee. Lenny bent double and let go of his beer as he got out a muffled, ‘‘Umph!’’

Candice let go of him and stepped back. ‘‘Even when we were married, you were a snaky son of a bitch!’’ she yelled at him, right before she brought her elbow down into the middle of his back.

‘‘Oh, I’ve seen that move,’’ Cat said from the backseat.

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