Back The Housemate
Chapters (62)
  1. COVER PAGE
  2. PRAISE
  3. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  4. DEDICATION
  5. SATURDAY, 3 OCTOBER 2005, EARLY
  6. MYSTERY SURROUNDS HOUSEMATE HOMICIDE
  7. CHAPTER ONE: TUESDAY, 8 SEPTEMBER 2015
  8. CHAPTER TWO
  9. SATURDAY, 3 OCTOBER 2005, LATE AFTERNOON
  10. CHAPTER THREE: TUESDAY, 8 SEPTEMBER 2015
  11. CHAPTER FOUR
  12. CHAPTER FIVE
  13. MARCH 2006
  14. CHAPTER SIX: TUESDAY, 8 SEPTEMBER 2015
  15. CHAPTER SEVEN
  16. CHAPTER EIGHT
  17. CHAPTER NINE
  18. CHAPTER TEN
  19. FEBRUARY 2006
  20. CHAPTER ELEVEN: WEDNESDAY, 9 SEPTEMBER 2015
  21. CHAPTER TWELVE
  22. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  23. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  24. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  25. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  26. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  27. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  28. CHAPTER NINETEEN: THURSDAY, 10 SEPTEMBER 2015
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY
  30. DAY THREE OF THE TRIAL, 2006
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: FRIDAY, 11 SEPTEMBER 2015
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  36. JULY 2005
  37. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  38. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: SATURDAY, 12 SEPTEMBER 2015
  39. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: SUNDAY, 13 SEPTEMBER 2015
  40. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: MONDAY, 14 SEPTEMBER 2015
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  46. AUGUST 2004
  47. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  48. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  49. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  50. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: TUESDAY, 15 SEPTEMBER 2015
  51. AUGUST 2004
  52. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: TUESDAY, 15 SEPTEMBER 2015
  53. SEPTEMBER 2005
  54. CHAPTER FORTY: TUESDAY, 15 SEPTEMBER 2015
  55. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  56. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  57. HOUSEMATE HOMICIDE ARREST
  58. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: THURSDAY, 17 SEPTEMBER 2015
  59. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: FRIDAY, 18 SEPTEMBER 2015
  60. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: FIVE WEEKS LATER
  61. MONDAY, 7 SEPTEMBER 2015
  62. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

‘I could tell she was angry. She was sort of pacing around near the back fence. She climbed onto the bottom of it and looked into the neighbours’ yard, the ones having the party. Then I think she texted someone.’ His eyes go back and forth between his hands and Oli. ‘That’s what it looked like from where I was sitting, but I was probably about ten metres away. And then she …’ His voice wobbles as he draws himself up and squares his shoulders. ‘God,’ he mutters before the words tumble out of his mouth. ‘She went over to the shed in the corner of the yard, and she got Billy out. I could see her standing there in the dark, holding him, and then she,’ Miles emits a soft bleat, his breath coming out in little huffs, ‘she got this weird look in her eyes, then she just threw him. She threw him against the fence.’

Miles scratches at his wrist, his fingers pushing under the metal watchband until he tugs it off with a dramatic flourish and itches the dented skin for so long that Oli has to glance away.

At the next table, the waitress flirts with an older man who looks delighted, his rich laugh reverberating around the room.

Cooper is staring at Miles, stricken.

‘I didn’t do anything,’ Miles says after a moment. ‘I just stayed hidden around the side of the house like a fucking pussy.’

‘Miles, who was Billy?’ Oli hears her voice waver slightly.

‘Evelyn’s rabbit. She bloody loved him. Let him free in her bedroom half the time.’

‘And it died?’ Oli swallows, picturing the scene Miles just described. ‘It died after Nicole threw it at the fence?’

He nods vigorously. ‘The sound, I’d never heard anything like it. Even with the music playing …’ He puffs out his cheeks. ‘Yeah, it died.’

The waitress sidles up to their table. ‘Anyone after anything else?’

‘No, thanks,’ whispers Cooper, and Miles shakes his head vigorously.

‘Righto.’ She clears the cups, walks away.

‘What happened after that?’ Oli asks.

Miles is deflated after his big confession. ‘Nicole didn’t even look at Billy,’ he says flatly. ‘She just went back inside. I remember I started shaking all over. It’s hard to explain, but it was like seeing your mum snort drugs or hit someone. It seemed so out of character and just so totally bizarre. Plus, I was wasted.’ He laughs ruefully. ‘A part of me thought I’d made it up, but when I went back around the house I could see Billy on the ground.’

‘Did you say anything to the others?’