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

She wishes Evelyn would come home. She doesn’t like it when they aren’t all together. No matter the configuration, when she’s only with either Evelyn or Nicole these days, it feels off kilter.

Abandoning his stupid dance, Matt sinks onto the ground and stares blankly at the fire.

Ren’s scruffy head appears over the fence, and he treats them all to a clumsy salute. ‘Shit, you guys made a fire!’ he remarks, before repeating the same fence-jumping entrance as his housemate. ‘Ladies, hello.’ He bows to Alex then curtseys to Nicole. ‘Hey, man.’ He and Matt execute a complicated handshake with several fist bumps.

Nicole rolls her eyes, but Alex smiles. Ren is charming in his bumbling way, and she’s happy to listen to his inane chatter. It’s a good distraction.

Nicole is right: everything is going well. It’s almost too easy—so far there hasn’t been a hint of risk. And it’s not like anyone is getting hurt.

Alex can almost convince herself that what they’re doing is fine.

Ren sits on one of the plastic chairs with legs slightly buckled from the sun. ‘You ladies need to get some nice furniture out here. Tart it up a bit. Get it party ready for summer.’

‘Oh, we probably won’t be here by summer,’ Nicole says breezily.

‘Really?’ Ren says.

‘Really?’ Alex echoes.

‘Oh well, you never know. We might move up in the world. Have a little upgrade.’ Nicole winks at Alex. ‘Right, Al?’

‘You never know,’ she says softly.

‘Is there more beer inside?’ Ren asks. ‘Otherwise I can grab some from home.’

‘We have beer in the fridge,’ Alex says. ‘Help yourself.’

Ren plods over to the back door, causing a cloud of bugs to vacate the grass visible in the low glow of the outdoor light. He disappears into the house.

‘What’s on for the weekend, ladies?’ Matt asks. ‘Apart from conquering the world.’

Nicole stretches her arms and her legs, yawns daintily. ‘Bit of this, bit of that. Study. I’m babysitting.’

‘Same,’ Alex says. Her breath makes a little white swirl in the air. ‘Fuck, it’s cold.’

The wire door smacks noisily against the brick wall of the house. ‘Say cheese to this fancy camera I found!’ Ren stumbles outside holding the camera in one hand and a beer can in the other. ‘Hey, how do you turn this on?’ He frowns as he presses buttons. ‘Oh, got it.’

Alex is moving before she registers it. Her chair almost flips over as she scrambles to her feet. ‘Don’t touch that, Ren! Give it to me!’

He dances on the spot like a jester, delighted at her reaction. ‘What’s it got on it, hey? Nudie shots?’

Nicole’s voice is ice. ‘Give it to her, Ren.’

He holds the camera in front of him, randomly pressing buttons.

Reaching him, Alex grabs it from his hands.