As Good As Dead (A Good Girl's Guide to Murder, #3)

by Holly Jackson

next to Stanley’s dead eyes and Charlie’s gray gun.

notes on body decomposition and livor mortis. Maria Karras’s number scribbled there. She couldn’t escape it.

“The company is called Green Scene Limited.

“It’s Jason Bell’s company,”

don’t say helpful, don’t say terrifying—“interesting,” she said.

And it ended—the voice in her head interrupted—with her dead. The sixth victim of the DT Killer.

But how many more of those did she have?

Daniel da Silva. Before he became a police officer, he’d worked at Jason Bell’s company for a couple of years. Maybe even worked directly with Billy Karras.

Pip glanced at the screen as she picked up the phone. No Caller ID.

She also mentioned getting a few prank calls. That was in the week before she went missing.

Pip’s heart reacted, and the gun went off inside her chest.

Into the final round. And now a timer was ticking down.

Who will look for you when you’re the one who disappears?

She brought in a cake to the office for my birthday last year, made everyone sing for me. People aren’t normally nice to me like that, except my mom.

DANIEL DE SILVA

LT. Nolan: No, Billy. That’s not how they died. Come on, you know the answer. How did you kill them? It wasn’t the duct tape.

Either had something to do with the murder or threatened by killer to chnge the story like the night of the car wreck with Cara Max nd naomi.

Hmm, I’d describe it more as a purple, myself. A light purple. Lavender-ish.

The town was sleeping but Pip was not. And neither was someone else.