Rage (Benson Security 3)

Isobel ignored her sisters as she stared at the body. It was the most horrifying thing she’d ever seen. She swallowed hard. “You can’t accidentally slit your own throat, can you?”

“No,” Agnes said firmly.

Aye, that would have been too much to hope for.

There was a scrambling noise from the bluff behind them. The women yelped and spun, to

see their remaining sister coming down the rocky path.

Isobel put her hand to her chest. Her heart was racing hard. “You nearly gave me a heart attack,” she told her sister.

Donna rushed up to them, her blonde hair flying out behind her. “Sorry. What’s so urgent we had to meet in the dark on the beach? Did you find more bounty?”

It was then she saw the body. The colour drained from her face, she turned and promptly vomited. Which, in turn, made Agnes vomit.

Mairi started making gagging noises. “I’m okay, I’m okay.” She held one hand up, pressing the other to her stomach. “I can hold it.”

“What a relief,” Isobel told her.

Mairi shot her an irritated look. “I told you not to call Donna. She’s vegetarian.”

“I didn’t expect her to eat him.” Isobel glared back at her.

“That’s just gross,” Mairi said, and gagged again.

Isobel threw her hands up in disgust. “Why did I bother calling any of you? You’re no use at all. We have a situation here and all you’re doing is being sick.”

“It’s not like we can help it,” Agnes said, looking decidedly green.

“Some warning would have been good.” Donna swayed in place. Her eyes were on the water instead of the man.

“I did warn you when I called,” Isobel said through gritted teeth. “I said, come quick, there’s a dead body on the beach.”

“I thought you were joking,” Donna said.

“About a dead body?” Isobel practically shrieked.

“Right.” Agnes held up her hands. “Everybody calm down. This isn’t helping. It’s getting light, and we need to deal with the body. It’s not like people use this beach, but if someone did come down here, they’d call the police.” She looked at Isobel. “And seeing as your house is the closest, you’d be first on their list to interview.”

“That wouldn’t go well,” Mairi said. “Your whole face goes red when you lie, and you start stuttering.”

“Then you just blab the truth and apologise for trying to lie,” Donna added.

“Which means you’d get arrested for fencing stolen goods.” Agnes nodded. “Something we’re trying to avoid.”

“Are you all about done?” Isobel put her hands on her hips and glared at them. Was this really the time to bring up every single one of her flaws? “The kids will be awake soon. We need to deal with this now.”

They all stared at the man.

“I’ve never seen a dead body before,” Mairi said. “They look so lifeless.”

“Idiot.” Agnes smacked Mairi on the back of the head.

“What was that for?” Mairi rubbed her head.

“For being an idiot,” Agnes said. “Now focus. Do we leave him here? Cover him and come back later to bury him? Bury him now? Or move him somewhere else while we think things over?”

“I think we need to move him. It would be too hard to bury him here, and we couldn’t guarantee the tide wouldn’t unearth him later.” Isobel felt weary. She was sick of the stress in her life. Sick of dealing with other people’s messes. Sick of struggling every single day just to survive. “Whatever we do, we need to do it fast, before the kids wake up. Either way, I want him off the beach. Jack sometimes comes down here with his friends after school, and I wouldn’t want them to find the body.”