“I’ve missed you.”
I smile before I hang up. When I click through my phone, I see photos of Brody, me, planes, but there’s not one of my fiancé and me. If that’s what he even was. I find Farris’s name and press call. No one answers, so I message him asking him to call me back. I see our previous messages and they are all so… bland. Then I read…
Do not answer.
And I know it’s Lucas.
The night before the accident, Lucas tells me to see him, and I must have gone.
Typing out a message, I send it to him...
Did we meet the night before my accident?
His reply is quick.
Yes.
Putting my phone down, I don’t reply. I then pass out to memories of Lucas’s tongue trailing and tasting my body.
When I wake the next morning, my phone is ringing.
“Hello.”
“Hi, yes, is this Chanel Lilly?”
“Yes.”
“This is Officer Slander. I’m calling regarding Dr. Farris Child. Do you have time to come down to the station and talk?”
I sit up on the bed. “Yes, what’s this about? Is everything okay?”
“Please be here by nine. Thank you.” Then the phone goes silent.
I check the time, it’s eight thirty. Shit. Quickly ordering an Uber, I get dressed and run out the door as I get a message the Uber has arrived.
Lucas is walking toward me with two hot drink cups in his hands. “Where are you going?” he asks, offering me a coffee cup. I don’t take it. My eyes check him over in his black suit, red tie, leather shoes, and his always perfect hair.
“Police station. They asked that I come down about Farris.”
Lucas hands me the drinks, walks over to the Uber, and hands some cash to the driver. He then comes back, takes the drinks from my hands, and walks to his car.
What the hell?
“I’ll take you. Get in.”
I follow only because he’s just canceled my ride.
“I didn’t need you to do this,” I tell him.
“You did. You just don’t know it yet.”
“I’m not in trouble, they only want to talk. Probably about the accident.”
“No, they want to question you about his death,” he says calmly.
My eyes go wide at his words. “Sorry, his what now?” I ask, confused.
“He’s dead. I killed him.”