Miss Murder Read Online Free

Miss Murder
Book: Miss Murder Read Online Free
Author: Jenny Cosgrove
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and turned it off before the volume went up. Today was a new day. She packed her bags with everything she would need. Four changes of clothes, make-up, hair products, shoes, some nice jewellery, money, passport. She logged online and booked a new ticket. She was pleased that she got a percentage off it for cancelling her old tickets.
     
    “Aren't you forgetting someone?” Jake asked.
     
    “You're back.”
     
    “I'll always be here.” Jake replied.
     
    Anna felt a chill run down her spine. “Even if I leave the case?”
     
    “Even if you leave the case.” He sounded almost smug.
     
    “Can't I get away?”
     
    “Not from me. But we can both get away together. I mean, think about it. I can't cheat on you now, can I? And no money worries for me. Our savings will take you twice as far and you could even retire in some Asian shithole with the money we have. Just bring me with you and we're together forever.”
     
    “That sounds convincing.” Anna smiled. It did. It really did sound nice.
     
    “Maybe me dying was the best thing to happen to us.” Jake insisted.
     
    “Maybe.” Anna added extra carry on to her plane ticket.
     
    “When are we leaving?” Jake asked.
     
    “This afternoon. Train down to the airport, then straight to Argentina.” Anna replied.
     
    “That sounds awesome.”
     
    Anna rang work and told them that she and Jake were back together and heading to Argentina early, that she was quitting and wouldn't be back. There were a few tears, but mostly nobody cared. She called her friends and told them she would Skype as soon as they were there. She rang the landlord and explained she would leave the last month's payment on the table and the keys through the letterbox. She called a taxi and asked the driver to collect her bags.
     
    The driver seemed apprehensive about the smell. Anna could hardly notice it herself, but the man almost gagged when he picked up Jake's case.
     
    Anna shrugged. “I didn't have time to wash the laundry before going. Sorry.”
     
    The driver shook his head, dragged the luggage downstairs and threw the case in the back before slamming the boot shut.
     
    “Ouch. Bastard.” Jake muttered.
     
    “Soon we'll be in Argentina.” Anna smiled as she sat back in the passenger seat.
     
    “We?” The driver asked.
     
    “Uh, I'm meeting some folks there.” Anna smiled some more.
     
    “Uh-huh.” The driver shook his head again and started the car.
     
    Once they were there and unloaded, the taxi couldn't get away soon enough. He threw the cases down for Anna, got back in and drove off. He even forgot his payment. Anna shrugged. “All the more for us.” She started dragging the cases along the station. Even on wheels, Jake weighed so much they wouldn't turn and they were grinding and squeaking as she hauled him across to the right end of the platform. One side faced the rails and on the other was a small wall overlooking an artificial lake. She wondered why it was there and how come there was so little protection between her and the water. It seemed ridiculous.
     
    Looking around at her fellow passengers, they all seemed to be staring at her. She lifted her hand to scratch her head and realized she was still exactly as she had come out of bed. Suddenly she felt self-conscious, but there wasn't anything she could do now. And still, they stared...
     
    She sat down on Jake's case and sighed. Well, at least they wouldn't live here much longer. That way she wouldn't be the weirdo in town. Who cared what these people thought?
     
    But chills travelled down her spine when she spotted the police officer out of the corner of her eye. She knew that the woman with the caramel skin and the blue shirt was looking for her. She had to be. She was glancing up and down, marching decidedly towards that end of the platform. The policewoman knew .
     
    “She knows.” Jake said. “She knows what you did. She'll find the smell and find me and, well, who would believe
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