Page 2 of The Chaos She Brings
I know better than to text Carina about this, but calling is different.Right?
“Please pick up. Please pick up,” I mutter, phone pressed to my ear.
“Hullo?”
Oh fuck.She actually answered.What the hell do I say?
“Tess?”
“Hey girlie! How are ya?” I wince at myself. Did that sound natural? I’m pretty sure my voice comes out too bright. Like I’m forcing a smile on my face. Which, to be fair, I am. If you don’t laugh, you’ll cry and all that.
“Tess, it’s midnight, you better tell me what you want or I’m hanging up.”
Okay. Here goes nothing. “Uhh… I have a… situation.”
There’s a pause, like she’s debating whether she even wants to know. “What kind of situation?”
Just say it.“ImurderedmyboyfriendandIneedtohidethebody.”
“Come again?”
“I have a dead body in my living room and I need someone to help me dispose of it.”
Silence.
At what point do I say this is a prank? April fools? In June?
“Alright. Not the weirdest thing I’ve heard. Tell me what happened?”
Not the weirdest—? What fucked up shit has she done?
I relay the summarised version of events and hold my breath as I wait to see if she’ll help.
“One sec.”
There’re whispers on the other side of the phone and then, “I’m sending over my cleaner.”
“A cleaner.” My voice is flat. “Did you evenhear me? I have a dead body in my house. Now is not the time for someone to come clean my toilets.”
I swear I can hear her rolling her eyes over the phone.
She sighs, long-suffering. “Not that kind of cleaner. Kai specialises in… situations like this.”
Oh.
Oh!
“And you… use him often?”
“All the time.”
“What the hell kind of charity are you running?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Pretty sure I’mveryworried about it.”
“Kai’s on his way. Sit tight.”
