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

by Holly Jackson

My little one. My Sarge. And I’m supposed to protect you.”

Save yourself to save yourself.

kept asking lots and lots of questions about the case. He wasn’t involved in the investigation, he was a newly trained officer,

It was Jason Bell.

“Yeah,” Pip whispered, looking down at him. Max Hastings. Her cornerstone. The upturned mirror by which she defined herself, everything he was and everything she wasn’t. “It sucks when someone puts something in your drink and then ruins your life, huh?”

“You’re lucky I didn’t put you in the ground too.”

It was over, she had won. Four against four and here she was, still standing.

“I suppose if you were ever involved in anything like this,” he said, the after-laugh smile still on his face, “you’d know exactly how to get away with it.”