Chapter 20
“Throw her overboard!” Tiffany hollered.
By the time those words had left her lips I was already tossing Yvette from the boat. If only I’d played baseball in school maybe I’d have managed a better throw. The bundle met the water with a comical plop. I would have laughed if I hadn’t been scared out of my skin.
We sat in silence, staring at the spot on the lake where Yvette had gone down. It didn’t feel real that she was gone. I kept looking at my lap, expecting the bundle to be there. But it wasn’t. Yvette had sunk to the bottom of the lake, just like any other household item would have. She was no better than a bathtub or an old boot. And she was gone.
“What now?” Tiffany asked.
“Search me.”
“Should be go back to the cottage?” She didn’t wink, or even smile. “Ba
