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

by Holly Jackson

This one is for all of you. Thank you for sticking with me to the end.

“I believe you. I will always believe you, whatever it is. That’s my job, OK?” He held her eyes, and that was good because hers suddenly felt wet and heavy, too heavy to hold alone. “It’s me and you, Trouble. Team Ravi and Pip.

You’re my person. My little one. My Sarge. And I’m supposed to protect you.”

This leads me to believe that our killer lives in a different nearby location, one that hasn’t yet come up in the investigation, his untouched buffer zone.

WHY IS THIS A POPULAR HIGHLIGHT I DONT EVEN WANT TO KNOW

“I—I th-thought i-it was a b-bad man,” he said, losing control to the tears.

He said it before, he knows theres someone outside

But she was dead in all the ways that mattered. As good as.

It wasn’t the face she thought she’d see. It was Jason Bell.

OBVIOUSLY ANDIE SAID IT

Fusing, to become one. A hairbrush. But not just a hairbrush. The purple paddle hairbrush on Andie’s desk—the

DUUUUUHHHHH

She had disappeared and he had…he had looked for her.

Crying

“I love you. I’m sorry.”

GRACIE?!?!?!?!??!!??!?

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

ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?!!?!?!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!

“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.”

OOP-

I don’t want to wait for the trial. I love you. I can’t…I can’t. You’re my Pip and I’m your Ravi. We’re a team. I don’t want this.”

Hey Sarge, remember me?

FUCKING CRYINGGG