“Jesus, Josie, what the fuck?” the man grumbled, shaking his injured foot.
“Look.”
“What?” He leaned down closer to me.
Barely turning my head toward his, I hissed, “We’re being watched.”
“What?” George groaned, then clearly said, “Never mind. The funeral is over. Let’s go.”
Huh? “What?”
Blinking, I looked around and sighed. He was right, and I watched as the town residents headed to their cars. Looking next to me, I saw George frowning as he studied me.
“Are you okay?”
I nodded, muttering, “Yeah. I was thinking about something.”
“Uh-huh.” George narrowed his eyes and huffed. “Your dad already left with LeeAnn, and Sugar took the twins for some ice cream. So you’re gonna have to ride with me.”
“Yeah. Sure. Okay.”
Dutifully, I followed George, refusing to say another damn word.
The drive from Rosewood Cemetery to the Ski Resort was blissfully quiet. I was thankful George wasn’t in the mood to talk, because I really didn’t know what to say to him.
That’s when I spotted the biggest mistake of my life—Freddie‘the slimy bastard’Hennessy, standing at the entrance of the Ski Resort with the biggest fucking smile on his face.
“Oh. My. God.”
Chapter Four
Georgie
The second I pulled my vehicle into a parking spot at the Ski Resort, Josie’s gasp had me looking around.
“What?”
“Nothing,” she growled, muttering under her breath as she unbuckled her seat belt and reached for the door. “I’m gonna kill him and you are not allowed to bring him back to life. Understood?”
Before I could ask her what the hell she was talking about, she was out of my car and storming over toward the entrance. Since the funeral, Josie had been acting really weird.
Weirder than usual and that was saying something.
Shaking my head, I turned off the engine and stepped out of my vehicle to figure out what the problem was. She might still be mad at me for some nefarious reason, but I wasn’t going to abandon my best friend in her time of need.
Following closely, I heard a familiar voice.
“Hey, beautiful.”
“Don’t you beautiful me, you lying two-timing bastard. What the hell are you doing here?”
“Came to see my wife.”
“I will wipe my ass with a cactus before I ever take you back.”
“That was harsh!”
“You think that was harsh? See what I do if you don’t sign those damn divorce papers.”
