She’s faking her amnesia to fool a very real killer.
It all started with the bereavement flowers with my name on them.
Not the best way to wake up, right? I work in a flower shop. I know a funeral arrangement when I see one.
I know a killer when I see one, too. And one is standing in my hospital room right now, straight behind the man who saved my life.
I can’t tell anyone the truth, because that’s the fastest way to really die. So I do the next best thing. I “lose” my memory.
I fake my amnesia.
Pretending not to remember a brutal attempted murder has its perks. The killer is backing down, spending less time around me, loosening the noose.
The less I claim to recall, the more my rescuer, Duff, works to help me “remember.” I hate lying to him.
But he doesn’t understand that my memory is dangerous. To me. And to him.
Fooling everyone isn’t easy. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Except it’s starting to look like I’ve been fooling myself.
In more ways than one.
The False Trilogy includes False Hope and False Start.
Audio narrated by Sebastian York and Andi Arndt available on Audible Escape.
“You’re going to be just fine, Lily,” he says, sitting down, watching me with a steady presence that intensifies.
“How are you going to be fine?”
“How. Do. You. Know?”
If I look at him, he’ll show me a part of him I can’t handle. So I don’t.
A few beats pass. I’m right. He’s waiting for me to look. Why is he here? Why is he being kind? What purpose does this serve? Am I being played for a fool? What kind of man torments a woman trapped in a hospital bed with a traumatic brain injury from a gunshot wound?
Worse–what kind of man comes in here like this, working with my shooter, and comforts me?
“Go. Way. Duff. Too. Much.”
“No problem. I’m leaving. But one more thing.”
I don’t look at him.
“One day, it won’t be too much. I know it is now, but it won’t always be.”
And with that, he stays true to his word and leaves.
Leaves me with too much.