Three For A Girl by Sarah A. Denzil

Author:Sarah A. Denzil [Denzil, Sarah A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Isabel

Hi Leah, I’m back. Does it bring you comfort to know that I am back where I belong, in good old Blighty? I cheered to myself when I breathed in the air for the first time. When the shipping container opened up, and I saw the familiar grey sky, I knew I was home.

Ah, Leah, it feels delightful to be talking to you again. I had a break for a while, because I had other things to worry about, but it feels like the right time to bring you into my thoughts, to hold you close, to figure out what I’m going to do with you.

Shall I tell you about my adventure? Well, after I killed my uncle, I discovered that he’d kept a lovely safe filled with interesting things. We guessed the passcode right away because the poor man had no imagination. It was our Daddy’s birthday. Owen and I paid dear old Uncle’s associates to get us out of that god-awful country and back here. We managed to persuade his second-in-command to dispose of the body. No one will miss my uncle, but especially not the man who gets to inherit his business.

We knew we couldn’t fly into the UK, even with our fake passports, but they did get us to Greece, and from there we’ve been stowed away in lorries and shipping containers until we made it back. Owen didn’t enjoy it at all. No toilets, not much food, and a couple of screaming children. But we made it. We’re refugees in our own country.

Once we arrived in Felixstowe there was an awkward moment with one of the traffickers who recognised me. The man was clever enough to keep his mouth shut, but I knew from the glint in his eye that he was going to be a songbird.

We waited until night. We made it quick. And it allowed us to take a car. But we’ve had to remain in the shadows. As you know, this is not the best way to live, especially for Owen, who is quite the uptight princess. So, we decided to come and visit lovely Mummy, driving the songbird’s car all the way up to Rotherham.

“What are you doing here? Did anyone see you?” Mum said when she saw us on the doorstep.

“It’s 2am, Mummy, what do you think?” Owen rolled his eyes.

“What if I’d had a maid living here? What if I had a… a… friend.”

Owen and I both laughed at that. Perhaps it was rude, but we couldn’t help ourselves.

“Get in, quick. The police still monitor the house every now and then.”

But we decide it’s best we don’t mention that I slashed Uncle Lloyd’s throat and had his business associates get rid of the body.

God, Leah, I’d forgotten how white and soulless that house is. I hadn’t been there since I was fourteen years old, after all. In fact, the last time I was there was when I killed Maisie. I wandered through the house, examining every beige cushion and white ornament.

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