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

“You didn’t want me for my looks?” I say, pretending to be hurt.
Mara laughs, despite herself.
“Not back then,” she says, “But don’t worry, I’ve become much more
shallow. Now I notice them every minute of the day.”
“Thank you,” I say, tossing my hair and smoothing it back with both hands.
Mara sorts and punches me playfully on the arm. But then she remembers
what we were discussing, and her smile falls away.
“I’m guessing there’s a reason I’ve never heard of Valerie Whittaker,” she
says.
“Yes.” I’m likewise not smiling anymore. “There’s a reason. They found her
body draped across the lap of the sculpture of Lincoln on our campus lawn.
Her naked flesh covered in bruises and bite marks. The first appearance of the
Beast of the Bay, though I’ve never seen the police make the connection.”
Even though she knew it was coming, Mara’s face falls into lines of deep
misery. She feels for each of these girls as if she knew them.
In this case, I did know Valerie. Mara is right to mourn her loss.
“Shaw left her there for me, like a cat bringing a dead bird to your doorstep. I
didn’t have to see his smug smile the next morning in class to know who had
done it.”
I swallow down the disgust rising in my throat.
“He thought I’d be impressed. Proud of him, even. I shut him down hard.
Turned away if he even tried to speak to me. That was the real start of our
enmity. He had shaken off my snubs before. But failing to acknowledge his
first kill … that he couldn’t forgive.”
“Did you consider telling the police?” Mara asks.
“No. Shaw would expose me in turn. There was no evidence of what I’d done
to Professor Oswald—Shaw hadn’t found my dumping ground yet. But he
could draw attention where I didn’t want it.