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Chapter sixty six: Plan

Evan POV

Henry froze, completely wiped from the current moment as time passed eerily slow. "So, you in this or what?" I asked with furrowed brows. "We haven't got much time, the sun will rise soon and Emma fucking stinks-

"How does this even happen?" Henry said in disbelief, his hands cupping his face in horror. "Maeve couldn't do this, she looks like mince meat-"

I scoffed "oh she did it alright. Fifty times to be precise"

"Fuck.. that's brutal" Henry uttered "what's the plan anyway? You're taking me to a dead body and now what? I'm now complicit in all this shit"

I put my hand on Henry's shoulder "Emma was into heavy drugs. Drugs that would make her do things out of being too high; things that would be past her own judgment"

"Because of this, we are going to make it seem like it was a drug deal gone wrong" I shrugged as if it was a normal conversation to be having.

"Right.. and how does someone do something like that?" Henry asked with a paled complexion. "This is some high level shit, I never thought I would be doing this.."

"You're doing this because you love my wife. Because you don't want any harm to come to her"

Henry bit down on his lower lip "sure, I love her. And I totally get why you're doing this"

Feeling relieved he admitted it to me I felt a sense of comfort and reassurance float over me- I wasn't just being some stuck up, jealous asshole. "There we go. You said the magic words"

Henry bit the inside of his cheek "this is no time to be sarcastic. Be lucky I'm helping you-

"Emma was going to kill our son. She was going to kidnap me and abuse me, she would of kept coming back to hurt Maeve and our children. There was a lack of options at the time" I sneered

Henry scratched the back of his neck "right, so drug deal gone wrong. Now how do we pull this off?"

"Emma had this.. secret cabin in the woods, she would meet her drug dealers there and in turn would exchange the drugs for money or sex- whatever she could sniff, smoke or inject she would pay for. The plan is to move her body there, buy some drugs. Lace those drugs with fentanyl so it seems like she was not with it and was completely delusional and then make it seem like there was a fight between the two"

I grabbed a cancer stick from my pocket, lighting it up and inhaling the smoke into my lungs as it burned down my throat.

"How long did that take to plan?" Henry said in amusement "though you're leaving out one very important detail. How could she be delusional and off drugs when as soon as they test her blood it'll come back sober"

"She was high already" I chortled "but we will inject the laced drugs into her body to add effect"

Henry raised an eyebrow "but then it'll show she took the drugs after death? They won't believe it Evan"

I pursed my lips, Henry was right. Maybe that wouldn't be believable. "Okay then- we don't inject the drugs into her but instead make it seem like the drug dealer was off his face; that he turned angry and started a rampage"

"That isn't too bad" Henry trailed off, his fingers pinching a cigarette from my open pack. "So I suppose we now just have to get this plan into action. Starting with moving her body"

Scrunching up my nose I nodded "my jeep is going to fucking reek-

"You're an idiot. That's why you buy a cheap piece of shit, a run around. Then when you're done you can dump it"

"You're acting as if time is in my favour ?" I remarked with a roll of my eyes

Henry suddenly froze "wait- but she took Lucas so we need to implement him into the situation. It may mean having to leave him there and leave an anonymous call"

I clenched my jaw "I cannot leave my son with a rotting body crying his eyes out-

"I have an idea" Henry cut in, his feet pacing the floor. "What if she never took Lucas and it was a fluke ? What if we ended up finding him all sweet and sound with a babysitter.."

"I like your thinking" I responded coyly "we pay a babysitter to lie and say Emma gave her our son to look after. Then when the babysitter got no response from Emma she would call a number, Maeve's number"

"Emma would tell the babysitter that after a few hours she would need to drop Lucas off at our address because nobody would think for a second she did what she actually did.. threatened the life of a child"

Henry clasped his hands together excitedly "I think we have a plan. Now let's see, you take the head and I take the legs?"

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Maeve POV

It was now seven in the morning, the daylight showered through the windows and awoke me from my peaceful sleep. I searched around with my eyes for Evan but couldn't see him which made me feel sick and unnerved.

"I'm home" Evan exclaimed all of a sudden as he walked into our bedroom. His clothes stunk of chemicals and death; not the best combination but made me incredibly curious what he had been up to.

"What.. did you do?"

"All you need to do is stick to this storyline Maeve, okay?" Evan stated, his hands grabbing mine as he slumped next to me. "You've got to promise me"

I nodded "tell me Evan"

"You were worried sick, we drove for hours trying to find Lucas but we had no luck. So we came home, you went to bed and I stayed awake because I couldn't sleep. We then hear a knock at the door, it's a woman. Her name is Mary and she is a babysitter. Mary will tell you that she got told by Emma to bring Lucas to our address after a few hours and that's how we got our son home. But you do not know that Emma is dead; nor do you know what happened. Does this make sense ?"

In shock I felt the colour rush from my cheeks, sickness rush in the pit of my stomach and the sense of fear plummet my brain. "Where's Emma's body?"

Evan pulled his lips into a straight line "the less you know the better okay? Just memorise the story and we will be fine. I've sorted it, me and Henry-

Slapping his arm in horror I shook my head hastily "you got Henry involved ? Are you crazy?" I cried into my hands

Evan peeled my hands open and kissed my nose sweetly "Henry loves you just as much as I do. I knew he would be the best person to help you through this. Don't hate me"

I swallowed saliva "I-I don't hate you I'm just mad" I admitted

"Then be mad. But don't question, don't fall back on yourself and don't admit the truth"