Run Away With Me : A fast-paced psychological thriller Daniel Hurst (ebook offline reader TXT) 📖

He’s fighting for his life every day, but Samuel is still here.

Just like his damn mother.

Laura smiles at the photo, and I can see she is upset so I take the phone away from her before she gets any worse. I can’t be bothered with tears right now.

‘Is Kat coming to visit today?’ Laura asks me as she wipes her eyes.

‘I don’t think so. Why?’

‘It was just nice to see her the other day.’

I frown because I can’t imagine that it was nice. I know what my sister is like. She promised me that she wouldn’t come up here and have a go at Laura when I said she could see her, but I’m sure she had a few choice words when they were alone together. But neither Kat nor Laura have told me much about what was said since they had their little discussion yesterday.

‘What exactly did you guys talk about?’ I ask, taking a seat on the chair beside the bed.

‘She said she was glad I was okay. I apologised for using the cottage. She wasn’t happy about that, but I can hardly blame her.’

I nod. Kat was definitely not happy about finding out Laura and Bradley had been using her property for their illicit meet-ups.

‘Fair enough,’ I reply, and I stand up to leave because I’m tired and I don’t want to look at Laura anymore.

‘She also said something about how she wished she had checked the security camera more often because then she might have seen me going there sooner and she could have put a stop to it.’

I freeze.

‘Security camera?’

‘At the cottage. I didn’t know she had a camera there. Did you?’

I most certainly did not know that.

‘What are you talking about? Kat said there were no cameras up there. She told us that when she gave us the spare key.’

‘I know, that’s what I thought. But apparently there is. They obviously never look at it though, otherwise they would have seen me on it.’

This is not good.

‘I can’t believe Kat never told me about this.’ I say, trying to figure out why my sister would lie to me.

‘She probably didn’t want us to feel like she was watching us when we went there on holiday,’ Laura suggests. ‘And...’

Her voice trails off.

‘What?’ I ask, feeling my heart hammering in my chest.

‘She probably didn’t mention it either because she didn’t want you to know that she had footage of me and Bradley.’

I know Laura was trying to dance around that point to protect my feelings about the affair, but that’s not what I’m bothered about right now. I’m more concerned that there might be camera footage of me and Gemma being at that cottage on the night we left Laura and Bradley to die.

‘I need to give her a call,’ I say as I pace towards the doorway.

‘Why?’ Laura asks me, but I don’t turn around to answer her. I just leave the room and close the bedroom door behind me before taking out my mobile and dialling my sister’s number.

If there is a camera at the cottage then she will have the footage somewhere. I need to get rid of it before anybody can look at it. I’m just about to press the call button when I pause. Why hasn’t Kat looked at it already? If she has, then she would surely have seen that I was at the cottage with Gemma. The fact that she hasn’t said anything to me about it must mean she hasn’t viewed the footage yet.

That means I still have a chance to get rid of it.

I put down my phone and hold off on calling Kat. I need to think about this. I can’t just ring her and demand to have the camera footage because then she will wonder why, and she will probably watch it herself. Instead, I need to be discreet and find out where they keep that footage. It must go to a computer at their house. I have to find it, and I have to delete it. But first I need to speak to Gemma. There’s no point ringing her because she hasn’t been answering my calls lately. I know she’s annoyed about how things turned out, and I don’t blame her, but we need to discuss things, especially this latest development.

‘I’m just going to the shops. Do you want anything?’ I call out to Laura.

‘No thanks,’ she replies, and I run down the stairs, not wanting to waste another second.

But I’m not going to the shops.

I’m going to Gemma’s flat.

I need to tell her about the camera.

57

ADAM

‘What are you doing here?’

I ignore Gemma’s question and push past her into the flat.

‘We might have a problem.’

‘What are you talking about?’

‘I think my sister had a security camera at the cottage.’

‘You told me there was no camera there!’

‘I know I did, but now I think there might have been.’

Gemma looks at me like she wants to hit me, and it’s a far cry from how she used to look at me. I wish I could go back to those days when we used to lie in bed together and talk about all the things we were going to do. It was much easier to make a plan to murder my wife in our heads than it turned out to be in real life.

‘How do you know about this camera?’

‘My sister mentioned it to Laura when she visited her. Said how she wished she’d checked the footage so she could have caught them and the affair sooner. But it’s not the footage of them I’m bothered about. It’s the footage of us.’

‘Has anybody seen that footage yet?’

‘Well, we’re not in prison, so I’m guessing not.’

Gemma thinks about it for a moment, and I’m happy to let her decide what we should do next. She’s the one in the police force after all. If anybody should know how to avoid ending up in handcuffs, then it should be her.

‘You need to go to