The Boyfriend by Freida McFadden

Author:Freida McFadden
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Mystery, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense, Adult, Thriller
Publisher: Hollywood Upstairs Press
Published: 2024-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

I don’t click on the video, which looks like it’s something about a cat playing the piano. I’m not in the mood for cute animals right now. I’m not sure if I ever was, but definitely not now. I’m so far from being interested in cute animals, it’s not even funny. I hate to ignore a text message from Daisy, but I can’t bring myself to reply.

When I get back downstairs, Slug has managed to roll the carpet around my father’s body. It’s almost exactly the right length to cover him. Lucky.

Slug straightens up when he sees me, wiping his hands on his own pair of jeans. His jeans are too short—hand-me-downs from one of his older brothers. Slug is the only one of his siblings who is freakishly tall.

“I got my trunk covered with the garbage bags,” he reports. “And I turned the car around so that the trunk is up against the garage door, but I couldn’t back in because your dad’s car is already in there. Anyway, we can just throw him right in there. Nobody will see.”

“Right.” It’s hard not to be bothered by the fact that Slug is so good at this. And Slug isn’t good at anything. Well, besides eating bugs.

“You okay, Tom?” He squints at me. “You’re not going to start freaking out, are you?”

“I’m okay,” I manage.

“Good.” Slug eyes the large lump of carpet on the floor. “Because I can’t lift him on my own. This is a two-person job.”

Even for two of us, it’s a struggle. Slug lifts one end and I lift the other, but my father was a big guy, and we’re both grunting and trying our best not to drop him. Fortunately, Slug already has the trunk and the garage door open, so we make a beeline. As we get closer, I start to panic that the body isn’t going to fit, but Slug doesn’t seem worried, and sure enough, we manage to get it stuffed inside. As we slam the trunk closed, I fight a wave of nausea. I don’t even know how we’re going to get rid of this body. We have a long night ahead of us.

But suddenly, none of that matters anymore. Because when I look up from the trunk, I realize someone has been watching us. There is a figure standing on the sidewalk and they have seen our every move.

Oh Jesus, it’s Alison.

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