How to Get Away With Murder meets The Good Daughter. Ellice Littlejohn quickly rises to the executive suite following her boss’ suicide. But his death is part of a larger, sinister plan that ruins innocent lives and threatens to expose Ellice’s own dark past of lies and secrets. Desperate, she launches into a terrifying race to avoid becoming a suspect in the killer’s murderous scheme…or becoming the next victim.
Looking back, I probably should have called 911 or corporate security. But I didn’t.
I just stood there. Staring.
The star-shaped hole in Michael’s right temple was ragged and grisly, like someone was trying to open his skull with a sledgehammer instead of a bullet. Blood oozed in erratic streams along the side of his face, creating diminutive red rivers in the wrinkles along his jawline, before pooling onto his starched white oxford shirt. The air hung thick with the acrid, copper scent of blood. And the hum of the fluorescent lights, the only sound in the room, was like a thousand bumblebees invading the executive suite.
A hundred thoughts raced through my mind, all crashing off one another and almost all of them thundering for me to run.
It was seven o’clock in the morning. The January solstice meant another twenty minutes before the sun peeked over the Atlanta skyline. Another twenty minutes after that before anyone else arrived in the office. I had two options. I could call the police. Or, not. The few shreds of conscience I had left warned me that what I was doing was reprehensible. But if I stayed, it would be just like the last time.
I prayed to God for forgiveness, turned off the lights and quietly closed the office door. This would be the last secret between Michael and me.