Chapter 81

“So I get to spend the rest of my death naked, until I move on? And why haven’t I moved on? DoI have to prove George murdered me before that can happen?” Something he wondered earlier and forgotten about until now. “That won’t happen. Who could I tell? No one. And if the cops or the coroner, or whoever does those things decides I committed suicide or was stupid enough to go swimming in the middle of the night and drowned, then even they won’t be looking for my killer. Of course I wasstupid, and half drunk, when I agreed with George we should go swimming. Is that why he kept plying me with champagne? Right now, I’d say so.”