GOOD GIRLS AND SERIAL KILLERS

FOUR

(Warning: This is going to be multiple pov's 🫶🏼)

Olivia:

   Me and Kayan listened to every single word Mom said on the podcast. We certainly had many names that we suspected.

-"Max Hastings is definitely on the list," I told Kayan to write down his name.

-"Don't say his name out loud," He snorted, "He makes me sick."

   I burst out laughing. Well yeah, Kay, you're not wrong.

-"Charlie Green." I said and looked at him. "Find information on him."

   Kayan nodded and took out his phone.

-"There are like five Charlie Greens in Little Kilton..." He scrolled through his phone. "Three of them are dead."

-"Yeah well,we're searching for an alive one." I said and kept listening to Mom's teenage voice.

-"Uh...One of them is 90 years old and that leaves us with this fella over here." Kayan showed me a picture of a man with ginger hair,staring right in my soul.

-"Yes that's him." I said.

-"This is stupid," Kayan grimaced, "He didn't have a problem with Mom."

    I let his words sink in. Yes, Charlie Green didn't have a problem with my Mom but he was the one who killed Stanley Forbes and Stanley's death was my Mom's major trauma.

-"Well, he's still on the list." I ruffled Kayan's hair. "Well Jason Bell clearly can't come back from the dead...I don't know. This just leaves us with those two."

   Kayan shrugged.

-"What if there's like an app that identifies the callers? You could try that if they call you?"

-"Yeah we could." I said.

   Mom's voice came from downstairs.

-"Liv!!!! Come and take Stanley to football practise sweetheart!"

   I groaned and got up.

-"Sister duties."

-"Right. It's your turn today. Bye dipshit." Kayan waved at me.

-"Keep looking."

-"Yes Sarge."

-"Stop coping dad Kayan." I rolled my eyes and left the room.

Aaron:

-"Aaron Connor Reynolds, I've told you to go get the trash out 6 times now, are you planning to get up?" Mom stood in the doorway,her hands folded against her chest.

-"Uh,I'm sick. Eugh eugh." I pretended to cough. "Sorry I can't. Maybe send the dog."

-"Get up."

-"Fine." I reluctantly got up and shot her a fake smile.

   Dad was downstairs,reading his newspaper.

-"Daaaaaaad can you please please please please go take out the trash instead???" I pleaded and tried to flash those eyes.

-"No. I did it yesterday. And plus your mother said your full name I don't think you want to make her mad."

   Whenever my mom said my full name, I just knew it was time out for me. I grabbed the trash and opened the door with my leg,almost tripping in the process.

-"Shit—" I cursed under my breath.

   I lifted my gaze and saw some people moving in next door.