There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

“I dumped his body down the shaft in two industrial bins I’d bought in cash
from a hardware store with no cameras. I doused his remains in oxygen
bleach and left nothing in the house—not a single hair off my head, no blood
from him. Only a little urine in the bed from where his bladder let go.
“The key to getting away with it is this: no body, no murder. I left his car in
the driveway, but I took his wallet. He had no wife, no children. Our
professors were hardly the picture of reliability. I knew it might be weeks
before he was properly reported missing. By then, I doubted a police dog
could get a sniff of anything in his house.
“I had no fear of being caught. In fact, in the aftermath, I felt deeply peaceful.
No itch tormenting me anymore. I had righted the scales.”
Mara gives a slow shake of her head, understanding that wasn’t the end of it.
Not even close.
“Shaw knew,” she murmurs.
“That’s exactly right. Alastor watched it all happen, from the moment
Professor Oswald turned on me. The other students knew I’d fallen out of
favor, but only Alastor knew why.
“Once the news of the professor’s disappearance spread across the school,
Alastor intercepted me on the way to the library. By this point I’d given him
enough verbal slaps that he knew better than to speak to me, but he did it
anyway, sidling up and saying in his overly-familiar way, ‘I suppose you’re
glad to see Oswald gone.’
“I played it off. I said, ‘The professors miss more classes than the students
do. He’ll be back when he remembers he needs his paycheck.’ Shaw licked
his lips, giving me this grin like we both knew better. ‘I don’t think so,’ he
said.”
“Was he threatening to tell someone?” Mara asks.
“No, no, no. The game with Shaw has never been about exposing each other.
He wants to be in on the secret together. He never intended to be rivals: he
wants to collaborate.”