Almost Dead
“Great! No one suspected a thing! You would have been so proud of me! I walked through Cissy’s house as if I owned the place, and no one gave me a second glance.” Elyse was talking fast, exhilarated, still on a high as she explained to Marla what she’d done, how she’d mingled with the enemy and showed up not only at the funeral but at the gathering after the service. Her nerves were still jangled, and she felt breathless, as if she’d spent the last five hours in the company of hungry wolves. And she’d survived! Thrived!
“I should be proud of you?” Marla scoffed. “As if it was hard for you to blend in? Give me a break.”
Elyse stared. She’d expected praise.
During her last visit to the bungalow Marla had been pleased to hear that Elyse had killed Rory, just as Marla had requested.
“About time that half-wit got what was coming to him,” Marla had said with a little more animation than she’d shown for a week.
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