Charlotte returned from her room, the furrows lining her brow the depths of my deceit.
The faded slogan on her blue t-shirt made light relief of the expression she bore...
'I woke with another headache'
"Chrissy, there's ten thousand in my account."
"No," Charlotte sat ashen on the sofa, "This can't be from him."
"Haven't a clue. The sender's anonymous. But why else would Mark ask?"
"Why though? When was the last time you saw David?"
"C' Can't remember. This whole thing's sick. It's my ...."
"Fault? C'mon Char."
"You called David a duplicitous idiot? This connected?"
"No, I meant something else."
Guess truth was homeward bound.
I'm linking up with JB47's 100 Word Challenge. This week's prompt was ... I woke with another headache ...
This is part of a wider story. You can read the other instalments in the series here.