The Piggy Farmer (The Barrington Patch Book 3) Emmy Ellis (notion reading list TXT) š
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Contents
A Word of Advice, Cass
Dear Diary
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
A Word of Advice, Cass
āThere have been times Iāve kept shit to myself. Didnāt want to burden your mam, see. The thing is, if you let people know everything about you, theyāve got you trapped. Keep something back, always. Besides, it adds a bit of mystery to you. Folks get intrigued, they want to know what youāre hiding, figure you out like youāre some kind of riddle, and thatās when youāll spot the ones who just want info from you. Theyāll stand out a mile once you twig. I hope you never get shafted, but itās inevitable. I only hope Iām around to see them off. Iād kill anyone who hurt you. If Iām not thereā¦well, you know what to do. Fucking kill them yourself.ā
ā Lenny Grafton, ex-leader of the Barrington
Dear Diary
All this crap with the Jade has shown me I canāt trust anyoneāeven Mam was hiding stuff from me. Finding out via that diary what she used to get up toā¦ I know sheās entitled to her secrets, but for me to not have known sheād gadded about with Dad, helping him keep the patch in orderā¦
Sheās killed people, helped make them disappear.
Fucking hell.
Maybe Dad had told her to keep something of herself back, too.
At least I know now. I can count on Mam to help me like she did with Karen and Zhang Wei. For all I know, sheās been suppressed all these years, looking after me instead of being in the thick of it. Why didnāt she go back to doing her thing once I was an adult?
Dad probably said no.
He said a lot of things.
He didnāt say a lot of things, too.
Iām fast learning that his advice went deep when he took it himself. He kept a lot back, not just āsomethingā. Iām wondering now whether he only showed us a percentage of himself. Maybe fifty. The other halfā¦God knows what weāre unaware of. I get why he kept Doreenās secret, but to not even put it in the ledgers?
And as for Doreenā¦ She committed the act of murder with intent. She didnāt hit Karen over the head like she had with Sharonās ex, she stabbed the shit out of Karenās face and slit the womanās throat, for Godās sake.
Should I ask her to be my right hand?
Or is Mam the one I need by my side?
Chapter One
Cassie was in the same situation as when sheād been staring at Jiang on the concrete round the back of the Jade. Here she was, presented with a body in a car boot, except this time, it was going to be dodgy as eff covering it up. A risk.
Lou Wilson had killed a copper. PC Bob Holworthās face, squashed, had a tyre mark across it. He didnāt appear to have much of his brains left, like the top of his head had exploded from the pressure of the weight when sheād run him over. At least Cassie assumed that was what had happened.
What had Lou been doing out in the middle of the night? Cassie, Mam, and Doreen had left her at Handel Farm after theyād taken Karenās and Zhang Weiās minced-up bodies to the barn for the pigs to eat. Lou must have waited for her husband, Joe, to fall asleep, then went out and didā¦this.
A chill wind sliced across the back of Cassieās neck, creating a ripple of shivers down her spine. From the darkened driveway, she glanced at the upstairs windows. No lights. Only the one on the porch glowed, something Mam kept on if Cassie wasnāt home yet. She shifted her sights to her flat above the garage.
Sheād move back in there soon.
She was knackeredāit had been a bloody long dayāand sheād arrived home from torturing her useless right hand, Jason, to fill in the ledger then go to bed. Instead, she stood beside a creepy-as-fuck Lou, whoād gone even weirder than she usually was.
Cassie recalled their recent conversation and looked in the boot, cringing. The interior light showcased blood and brain matter on the dark-grey carpet and Bob curled into a pretzel where Lou had somehow packed him inside. Killing a police officer was bad news.
āYou said youāre āThe Piggy Farmerā.ā Cassie closed the bootāshe didnāt need any nosy neighbours clocking a dead uniformed officer, and besides, she couldnāt stand looking at him any longer. Sheād need to warn residents to keep their gobs shut if they spotted Bob, and quite frankly, she couldnāt be arsed. āYou also said you want to kill all the police who were involved with Jessā disappearance.ā
Everyone knew Lou still hadnāt got over the murder of her three-year-old daughter, but for fuckās sake, killing coppers? Why now, all these years
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