Up Next, Murder by Erin Huss

Author:Erin Huss [Huss, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Erin Huss

Episode Thirteen: Tension

It took one more nap before I was ready to move again—very slowly. I went downstairs to find Camry lying on the couch with her hand in a cast, a tray of desserts beside her, and CSI on the television. Even though she'd been cut out of a car and undergone surgery, she still looked as gorgeous as ever.

I could not say the same about me. I'd caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror hanging in the hallway outside my room. I very much looked like a redheaded zombie.

Camry muted the TV when she saw me descending the stairs. "Glad to see you're alive."

"You too." I sat near her feet and pulled a blanket over my legs. "I'm so sorry. If I'd known that you'd get hurt, then I never would have agreed to let you be part of the show."

"Dumb yet endearing statement. Of course you wouldn't want me to get hurt. It was an accident. An accident by a psychopath. This whole thing has to be the arc of our show. If we don't win a podcasting award, then I'm streaking across the stage when Cold in America inevitably wins, again."

"We’re not going to get a nomination, because I didn’t do all the paperwork.”

I thought Camry was going to throw something at me. “Why the heck didn’t you enter?”

“The deadline was yesterday, and I didn’t finish episode one in time or put together an entry.”

“If I had the use of both of my arms, I would seriously hurt you right now.”

“It’s fine," I said with a laugh. "We wouldn’t have been nominated anyway. Let it go. Have you talked to your mom?"

"I refuse to let it go, and, yes, she called a billion times. I had to stop her from driving here. You talk to Dad?"

"Yes, we had the same conversation more or less." He'd begged me to please cancel the show and come home. "I have to finish what I started," I'd told him. He eventually relented, because what else was he going to do? I was an adult. Still, I understood his point of view. It would have been one thing if this were the first time the podcast had put my life in danger, but the events of season one were still fresh. I'd promised him that I would take it easy and look after Camry.

"Did David call?" Camry asked, trying and failing to sound nonchalant, as if she didn't care, as if the approval of her older stepbrother wasn't the one thing she craved more than anything—even bacon burgers with avocado.

David, my brother, had called. He'd given me the same spiel my dad did, and no, he didn't ask about Camry. Which I suspect was her next question. It wasn't because he didn't care about Camry. It was because he often forgot about her. He was grown and out of the house by the time she joined our family. Heck, if it weren't for the podcast, we wouldn’t have the close relationship we had today.

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