Suzy by Gary L Beer (the best motivational books .txt) 📖

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Suzy blushes a deep red; “Don't you lie to me, I thought we were friends tell me the truth.” she demands raising her voice to a shout.
Lewis, deeply embarrassed himself tries to look Suzy in the eyes but loses his nerve and looks down at Darren; “That is the truth but don't flatter yourself we were just fighting over you.” he answers finally looking her in the eyes.
“What else were you fighting over?”
“He never has liked me and always pushed me around, hurt me loads of times. Must be this bungalow, or what you have just done in it that gave me the courage to have a go back. All those years of pain just kind of exploded, he hit me, so I hit him back as hard as I could.”
“You were not hitting him for long.” condemns Suzy.
“I made sure he stayed on the floor is all; if he got up he would have killed me!” Lewis smiles coldly.
“What are we going to do with him, put him down the Well too?” asks a pale faced Suzy.
“Best we stay away from there. His car is outside, he will have to have an accident and I will drive him off the cliffs at Bayside.”
“I guess it is my turn to help you; what do you want me to do?”
“You can follow in my car and park up about half a mile away, there is a parking place in some trees but keep your eyes open for the police as they like to try to catch the kids smoking the weed.”
“And that is a good place to park?” asks Suzy incredulously.
“Today is Wednesday, they usually only patrol Fridays and the weekends, be the ideal place.” smiles Lewis looking down at Darren's still body.

Suzy pulls into the little parking area amongst the trees; all is quiet apart from the sound of Darren's engine fading in the distance. Suzy looks around her and in the rear view mirror and smiles in relief as she can see no signs of life. Opening the car door she listens to the sounds of the night and hears the engine noise increase as Lewis drives the car into the wooden gate at the end of the road. The gate smashes open with a splintering of wood and Suzy hears the car engine roar as Lewis drives it towards the cliff.
The engine noise changes to a higher pitch as the car takes off; and fades almost instantly as it drops below the cliff edge. The sound of the car crashing into the pebble beach below breaks the silence and Suzy steps out of the car and looks around nervously. Seeing car headlights in the distance on the road driving towards the town she relaxes.
The sound of footsteps hurrying up the lane towards her makes her spin around fast and she is relieved to see Lewis running towards her.
“I will drive, get in the car.” orders a breathless Lewis as he approaches Suzy.
Suzy leaves the door open and hurries around to the other side, as she opens the door Lewis jumps in behind the wheel and starts the engine; “All went well then?” asks Suzy as she gets in beside him and shuts the door.
Lewis shuts his door and puts the car in gear as he answers; “Yes, no problem, and we got lucky as the tides coming in, give it an hour and the sea will cover it.”
Twisting the steering wheel hard he turns the car around and drives back up the lane, turning his side lights on before turning on the main beams when they reach the end of the lane.
“You coming back for coffee?” asks Suzy in a shaky voice.
Lewis looks at her and sees her face is white and pale; “You feeling all right? You look like you are going to be sick.”
“I think I am; can you pull over please?” Suzy asks as she puts her hand to her mouth.
“No I cannot.” Lewis tells her firmly. Putting his left hand behind the seat he pulls out a crumpled plastic carrier bag; “Use that, otherwise you will leave your DNA at the side of the road.”
“I had not thought of that, they are bound to find the car when it gets light.” replies Suzy as she opens the bag; “I will try and keep it in, you do not look so clever yourself.”
“Thanks, I cannot get his face out of my head and he seemed to give me a final nasty look when he went over the edge.”
Suzy shudders and clinging onto the plastic bag tightly stares grimly up the road, car headlights shine back at her and she panics thinking it is the police. A battered dark blue van passes them on the other side of the road and Suzy relaxes and closes her eyes. Lewis drives quickly and the sound of the engine and Suzy being bumped along in the seat makes her feel sick again and she snaps her eyes open.
“You all right?” asks a concerned Lewis.
“Yes thanks, closing my eyes did not help at all made me feel worse.”
“Be home soon, and then you can chill out.” says Lewis as he concentrates on the road ahead.

“You never did answer me; are you coming in for coffee?” asks Suzy as Lewis pulls the car to a stop outside her bungalow.
“I need to wash and change my clothes as well as give the inside of this a wipe down.” Lewis answers, staring deeply into her eyes.
“You can do that here, I can give the car a wipe while you're having a bath.” answers Suzy firmly. Staring into his eyes she sees his resolve waver as his eyes flick away from hers for a split second and she continues; “Anyway your neighbours will not like you having your washing machine on this time of night and I have no neighbours.”
“Ok, I hope you have got something for me to wear?” asks Lewis as he opens the car door.
Suzy opens her door quickly and jumps out; “Do not lock it I will clean it now.” she tells him as she shuts her door.
Lewis takes the keys out of the ignition and gets out shutting the door gently behind him; following Suzy along the path he looks around and smiles as the road and pavement is empty of people and cars.
Suzy opens the door wide and walks into her bedroom as Lewis makes his way to the kitchen. Filling the kettle with water from the cold tap he switches it on to boil as Suzy walks in carrying a large red pullover and a white fluffy dressing gown; “These will do until your clothes are washed and dry, should only be a few hours and we will not be disturbed.”
“I am glad to hear that.” laughs Lewis as he takes the bright pullover out of her hands and holds it up for a better look; “I would get beaten up if I wore that down the street; and that” he laughs taking the fluffy dressing gown from Suzy.
“I will go and give your car a clean; it is your seat and side that are your main worry?”
“Yes, I know that you think I am DNA mad, but better be safe than sorry. I will put my clothes to wash if you do not mind?” asks Lewis indicating Suzy should leave him to get undressed.
“I just need to get the bucket and cloth, I will fill it up in the bathroom.” she laughs walking over to the sink and taking out a bright yellow bucket and a new packet of kitchen cloths giving Lewis a smile as she walks out of the kitchen.


Chapter Seven

Suzy throws more weeds into the bucket as she clears the flowerbed ready for planting when she hears the car pull up out front of her bungalow.
Several days have passed since Darren's visit and she had been keeping herself busy cleaning and polishing until she thought she would go mad. The escape into the garden was proving to be hard work and she had planted weeds and grass in the 'new' bean patch trying to cover her tracks.
It now looked good as if it had not been disturbed for months, the ashes from the fire had been bagged up and taken away by the dustcart yesterday and Suzy felt no alarm at the slamming of the car doors.
Hearing her front gate open Suzy stands up and walks quickly into the kitchen, shutting the back door as she hears the doorbell ring.
Taking off her gloves she throws them onto the table and walks along the hall to the front door; “Who is it?” she shouts.
“Hello I am PC Willmott and with me is WPC Davenport, would you be good enough to open the door please?” asks a male voice politely.
Suzy frowns realising she has to open the door. Putting a brave smile on her face she opens the door and peers out at the black uniforms before her. Recognising they are the police she opens the door about half way; “What do you want?”
“We would like to talk to you about your missing partner Mr Culley if we may, can we come in please?” asks the WPC in as polite voice as her male partner.
“Why do you want to come in? He cleared off and left me over a week ago now.”
“Yes, that is what we heard that you told them at his place of employment, but we would like to confirm his whereabouts. May we come in, or would you prefer to talk about this down at the station?” the WPC asks in that same polite voice.
Suzy's heart sinks at the words and almost mechanically she opens the door wide and stands to one side to allow them to enter. The smell of them as they walk into her home makes her want to throw up and she can feel them already getting under her skin; “Go in, second on the left.” she invites, in as a polite voice as she can muster.
The police walk down the hall towards the lounge and Suzy can feel WPC Davenport's eyes watching her.
Suzy shuts the door and turns locking eyes with the WPC even though she is walking away from her. Suzy smiles; “Go in, go in.” she orders in a friendly voice. The two police enter her lounge and Suzy walks in behind them and sits down in the armchair by the fireplace.
Taking out his note book PC Willmott starts to slowly turn the pages as WPC Davenport looks around the room.
“Take a seat, would you like a drink of something tea, coffee?” asks Suzy politely though their very