Two Can Play Novel - Chapter 748

Chapter 748 "Scarlett?" + What on earth was she doing outside the hospital at this hour? The cab pulled away from the kerb. | dialled Shaun. It rang once. Twice. Three times. Nothing. My thumb hovered over Scarlett's name. | wanted to call her more than I'd wanted anything all night. But | could still hear her voice under the lights outside. 'Stay away from me and Tasha from now on.' So | didn't call. | put the phone down, turned the car around and followed the cab instead.

It wound through the empty streets for minutes, and with every turn, the knot in my stomach pulled tighter, because | knew these roads. I'd driven them a thousand times. The cab stopped outside my own house. | pulled into the shadow of a tree and cut the lights. Scarlett climbed out of the cab, and walked up the path to the front door. She pressed her thumb to the panel, the lock clicked, and she went inside. 'What on earth are you up to?' | opened the security app on my phone and tuned into the cameras inside the house. For a while, there was nothing. Empty living room. The hall.

The kitchen. The stairs, lit by a single lamp. Then, eventually, Scarlett came back down the stairs. She came slowly, one step at a time. And she'd changed. Black trousers. A black T-shirt. Black boots, laced to the ankle. A black cap pulled low over her face with her hair stuffed up underneath it. She was carrying a black bag in one hand and her laptop in the other. | sat there staring at the screen. | couldn't move. "What are you planning now, sweetheart?" She stopped at the dining table, set the bag down, and started taking things out of it. A row of small glass bottles with labels.

A handful of pills. | watched her uncap the bottles, measure, mix, swirl, and decant the result into a fresh vial with the steady, practised hands of someone who'd done it many times before. Then she took out a gun. She checked it, loaded it, slid it into the waistband of her trousers, and packed everything else back into the bag. My jaw tightened. "What are you up to, Scarlett?" | murmured it to the screen. "Why couldn't you wait, at least until you'd healed?" : She was heading for the door. | tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and got out, ready to go after her. I'd stop her.

I'd drag her back to that hospital bed if | had to carry her. But she was too stubborn for her own good, and | knew before I'd even tried how that conversation would go. The garage door rumbled open, and one of my cars rolled out onto the drive. A black saloon | hardly ever used. | knew who was behind the wheel before | saw her. | stared after it. "You've got to be kidding me." | got back in, gave her a long head start, and followed. The roads were nearly empty at that hour. A taxi here, a delivery van there, and nothing else but the streetlamps and the two of us.