The Ex Killer Series: The Complete Collection by B. B. Rowell

Author:B. B. Rowell [Rowell, B. B.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1484039106
Amazon: B00C7GULRW
Published: 2013-04-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

We went back to the hotel, and just like the zoo, the hotel lobby was full of people. There was a huge crowd of women dressed in pink, every single one of them, and everyone’s jacket fit them perfectly, from the overweight blonde to the skinny red head that seemed to be the leader of this group. They had beautiful jewelry on, hair fixed with curls, or in buns, or straight flowing down their backs. Their make-up was heavy caked on and matching to each lady, and they all were talking at the same time. The noise erupted from them into one huge confusing sound, and I wondered if they truly understood what each other was saying. Pink luggage populated every inch of the hotel lobby. Tanie watched them with a big smile on her face as we waited for the elevator.

The noise was gone the moment the elevator doors closed. I asked Tanie, “What was that all about?”

“I have no idea. You think they love the color pink?” She asked with sarcasm.

I laughed and shook my head. I should have asked one of the ladies to find out what they were about. They were the happiest women I’ve ever seen in my whole life. Tanie and I returned to the hotel room, and it was cleaned. The bed was made, the sofa was straightened up, the table beside the window was wiped down with a vase of fresh daisies, and the carpet was vacuumed with perfectly straight lines. It smelled like jasmine floated in the air.

Tanie noticed immediately. “Oh good, they cleaned the room.”

“I’m taking a shower first.” I yelled as I rushed into the bedroom and straight to the bathroom. I turned on the hot water and let the steam take over.

The shower was an amazing invention. I could stand in there day and night. I found happiness in the sound of the water, and the feel of it warming my skin. When I got out, Tanie was sitting comfortably with her legs on the sofa, giggling and talking on her cell phone. I envied her. She didn’t have any worries in the world.

Tanie had the volume low on the television, and every once and a while I would glance over while getting dressed to see what was playing. It seemed like a lot of commercials from antacids to zippers. A sitcom came on next, and not hearing what was going on made the whole thing look stupid. I decided to spend some time curling my hair. I wanted to look good when I hit the town tonight. My goal was to have fun the entire time.

When I was in the middle of curling my hair, Tanie screamed my name. I jumped nearly burning myself. I set the curlers down and rushed into the living room. Tanie was sitting on the edge of the sofa, and this time the volume was high. The news was on, and a man was speaking about Alex.

The man announced, “Alex Westing was murdered by an unknown assailant in his apartment last night.

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