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Carly raised one eyebrow. “Move your hand before I break it.”
Vanessa let go. “I’ve told you where she is. Now where’s my brother?”
“The police will probably be digging him up right now.” She looked up at the officer. “You did send the text, didn’t you, Uncle Alan?”
Abruptly, Vanessa stood up. Officer Hammond was right behind her. When she turned, she bumped her shoulder on his large chest. Her mouth hung open. “You’re her uncle?”
“And Lisa’s,” Alan replied.
“How is it you are working here?”
Carly winked at her. “He works for her majesty’s secret service, he can do anything.”
Her eye started to twitch again, she turned around as two policemen walked into the room.
One placed his hand on her shoulder. “Vanessa St. John, I am arresting you in connection with the abduction of Lisa Gibbins. Anything you say may be…”
She blustered, “This is entrapment. You won’t get away with this. She needs to tell us where James is!”
“Oh, Vanessa, I buried him in his box. Doubt the piece of shit survived long.”
“You bitch! I’ll be waiting for you when you get out,” Vanessa growled.
Carly laughed. “Don’t hold ya breath, love. It’ll be a while. For both of us.”
***
One week later, Carly sat in the same stark, dismal room. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, tapping her fingers on the desk. She grinned as the door opened and jumped up from her seat, sending the metal chair toppling backwards onto the floor. “Lisa.”
The two women ran into each other’s arms, tears trickling down their faces.
Alan walked in behind Lisa and wrapped his arms around his nieces. “Come on, girls, let’s sit down.”
Carly looked at Lisa’s face. She ran her finger over the fading yellow bruises around Lisa’s eyes and mouth before cupping her face. “I’m sorry.”
Lisa took hold of Carly’s hands in hers and brought them to her lips, kissing each one in turn. “Why are you sorry? You saved my life. None of this was your fault.”
Carly tried to smile, her lips trembled.
The women walked over and sat down at the desk with Alan, he tried to hide his watery eyes by pretending to yawn.
Lisa stared lovingly at her saviour, Carly. “Why are you still here?” Before Carly could answer, she turned to Alan. “Why is she still in here?”
Looking at Lisa, Alan reached over and patted Carly’s arm. “Now they have the body, and Carly’s confession, it has to go to court.”
“Lisa, I killed him. Premeditated, cold-blooded murder. I wanted him to die, and, I made sure he did.” She looked at Alan. “Uncle Alan got me a top solicitor, who thinks, under the circumstances, I can plead volitional insanity.”
Lisa screwed her face up. “What does that mean?”
“We’ll make a deal, she’ll get a couple of years, at the most. With good behaviour and time spent, she may do a year,” Alan said with a smile.
Lisa pulled her face. “A whole year! That’s not fair. What about that bitch, Vanessa?”
Alan chuckled. “She’s looking at twelve years for trafficking.”
Twelve months later, Carly walked through the large, stainless steel doors to freedom. She closed her eyes, raised her head up towards the warmth of the sun and smiled. She flinched as something licked her hand. She opened her eyes and squealed with glee. The dog jumped up and pawed at her. Carly bent down and ran her fingers through the dirty blonde fur.
Lisa held the dog leash out towards Carly. “She’s all yours. We’ve been calling her, Honey.”
The End.
I hope you enjoyed the story, but if you have been
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http://www.pandys.org/crisissupport.html
http://www.pomc.com/survivors.html
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
British born, DM Wolfenden is horror addict, and grew up reading Stephen King, Dean Koonz and James Herbert. To this day, they remain some of her
favourite authors. She also used to watch a lot of the old, British Hammer House of Horrors. She has a fondness for animals and tattoos. Whilst a bit on the
shy side, she works in a mostly male environment. A radio operator on a semi-submersible oil rig in the North Sea.
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Coming 2016 Winters Day – chicklit Rom/Com
Author’s other published works:
Behind Blue Eyes : A Vampire Horror Novel
Given 4 stars by Readers Favourite, and an Honourable Mention in the Readers Favourite final 2015
http://www.amazon.com/Behind-Blue-Eyes-Good-
Blood-ebook/dp/B00C2UAK8S
Blurb:
There are good and bad vampires in the world, here we meet them all.
*Caution, this book contains scenes of extreme
violence, and strong language.*
Cain was born in England in 1917. At the end of
WWII Cain returned to England, longing for the
comforts of home, but found his mother was
different; she had been changed by a vampire who
preys on women.
There came a point where his mother felt there was no choice…Cain had to be turned as well.
Customer reviews:
Devan Saglianion Screenwriter, said, A Dark and
Captivating Vampire Tale. 4 stars
Shazzie, said, Fangtastic 5 stars
Lilly said, Riveting Vampire Tale! 5 stars.
The Box (A Novelette)
Blurb:
Written in British English
Fifteen years after their mother walked out on them and their father, twenty-seven-year-old Charlene, and her sister Stacy open The Box that their father keeps his secrets hidden away in. What they learn changes everything. What really happened to their mother?
Rosella Stanly said, Amazing!! 5 stars
Reggie said,
The Box by DM Wolfenden proved to be one of the best stories I've read 5 stars