Twin Cheats
By James Field
()
About this ebook
When twins bicker about stolen loot, one of them must die.
Olive, tired of living a pauper’s life, steals a fortune from her wealthy employer. Soon after, her pious twin sister rings on her doorbell, demanding she repent and give the money back. Or else!
‘Twin Cheats’ is book number five in the ‘Life in The Clouds’ series. Each is a stand-alone story, but with a common setting. The Stables is an exclusive hamlet on London’s outskirts. If you visited, you would think you’d stepped back in time one hundred years. If you are rich enough, they might even let you stay. Those employed there, however, are a bunch of oddballs, so best to avoid them.
James Field
I was born in Essex, England, in 1951.My early days of work as an engineer led me to Norway where I met my future wife Kari. She moved to England where we married and raised our two daughters. We moved back to Norway in 1985.My wife and I now live far in the north, well within the Arctic Circle, in the land of the midnight sun. Life here is slow and comfortable, blessed by unspoilt nature and its magnificent moods.Being creative in the written form gives me vast pleasure. I hope, dear reader, you will take a break from your world and lose yourself in one of mine.
Read more from James Field
Gamblers Who Cheat Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWhat on Earth Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsSpinosaurus and Other Dinosaurs of Africa Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsEvil Portent Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLife in the Clouds Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Gaslighteur Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsEnchanter on the Roof Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratings
Related to Twin Cheats
Related ebooks
Miss Vee and the Lecherous Lawyer: Miss Vee Mysteries, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsVirgin - Wedded At The Italian's Convenience Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Luckiest Woman Ever: Molly Sutton Mysteries, #2 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Wanderer Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWe'll Never Be Sixteen Again Part Deux Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Bookshop to Die For: A Wonderland Books Cozy Mystery, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWho Loves Ya, Baby? Rating: 2 out of 5 stars2/5A Paris Haunting Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Pretty Dead Ordinary Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsWhat Leads a Man to Murder Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMr Monty Pays for Dinner Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Purloined Letter Opener: Lake Hope Mystery, #1 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsCoquette Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsOut of Reach: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Minister's Daughter (Book 4 in The Sovereign Series) Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Death of Madame Chauvet Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Colliers Friday Night: “This is the very worst wickedness, that we refuse to acknowledge the passionate evil that is in us. ” Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsA Killing of Innocents: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Irish Cottage Murder: A Torrey Tunet Mystery Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Fleur deKey Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Mute of Pendywick Place and the Scarlet Gown: The Pendywick Place, #2 Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsKeep the Aspidistra Flying Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsLove Is A Four-Letter Word Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Ravenous Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Know Thy Neighbor Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsMost Secret Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Regent Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Devil's Madonna Rating: 0 out of 5 stars0 ratingsThe Ninth Hour: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Thrillers For You
The Perfect Marriage: A Completely Gripping Psychological Suspense Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Pretty Girls: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Dark Tower I: The Gunslinger Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Paris Apartment: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Fairy Tale Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Last Flight: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Rose Code: A Novel Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5You: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Huntress: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Dry: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Institute: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Family Upstairs: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Animal Farm Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Rock Paper Scissors: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Mr. Mercedes: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Finn Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Sympathizer: A Novel (Pulitzer Prize for Fiction) Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Razorblade Tears: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The 7 1/2 Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Terminal List: A Thriller Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Hunting Party: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Needful Things Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Shantaram: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The It Girl Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Eyes of the Dragon Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Sometimes I Lie: A Novel Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Housemaid Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Only Good Indians Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Cryptonomicon Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5The Troop Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5
Related categories
Reviews for Twin Cheats
0 ratings0 reviews
Book preview
Twin Cheats - James Field
Twin Cheats
Life in the Clouds series
James Field
Published by Smashwords
Copyright 2022 James Field
License Notes
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the author, except in the case of brief quotations in critical articles of review.
CHAPTER ONE
If you ever visit The Stables, in London's suburbs, you'll find it's like stepping back in time one hundred years. Horse-drawn carts, dirt track lanes, thatched roofs, black-beamed houses. The Stables is a quaint village for the rich, a club for snobs, a den where cash rules. This is where Olive lives and works: a low-paid bookkeeper.
She sat at her dressing table, studying her image, and sighted a curvy, somewhat podgy, blonde woman at the moment, past her heyday, wearing a fluffy pink pullover. Her hands were compact and nimble, with blood-red fingernails. The rest of her make-up was as brightly coloured as her bedroom, which, with its frilled curtains and deep luxurious bed, was the best room in her house at number two, Flintstone Terrace.
I look like a vintage film star,
she said, and stuck her tongue out at herself. Large, glistening tears expanded in the corner of each eye, then dribbled down her cheeks, ruining her make-up. But you're a penniless slob.
From her purse she extracted a bright-gold credit card, opened a small drawer in her dressing table, and tossed the useless piece of plastic onto a pile of other cards, all drawn to their limit.
What am I going to do now?
she asked her reflection.
When no answer came, she plonked down the narrow stairs and slumped into a chair at her kitchen table.
What's the matter with you?
said her fiancé, Bert, looking up from his Hulk comic. Looks like you're ready to drown yourself. Fancy a cup of tea?
He swung his massive bulk in his chair, reached across to a worktop behind his back, and flicked the kettle on.
You better go home,
said Olive. I'm not in the mood for making dinner.
Bert lived next door, at number one, Flintstone Terrace, so he didn't have far to go.
Oh,
said Bert. Ain't you going to tell me what's wrong?
Despite his gross appearance, Bert was a good listener: affectionate and always ready with a shoulder to cry on. The advice he gave, however, was constantly pathetic. I was in town, buying some perfume, and when my credit card wouldn't pay, the stuck-up attendant snatched the bottle out of my hand. People laughed at me. I've never felt so embarrassed.
Perhaps you should've bought something cheaper. Some of those roll-on deodorants smell nice.
It didn't help when I told the snotty-nosed bitch to fuck off. She called security, and they threw me out onto the street. Just think, someone might have recognised me.
Can't say I haven't warned you, Olive.
Warned me. About what?
She often swore; so what? Anyone who resided in a village crammed with rich snobs and went around like a pauper would swear.
Just don't you go back to your old tricks again. That's all.
Bert drew a ten-pound note from his wallet and thrust it across the table. Here, buy some of that Cola flavoured lipstick we both like.
He winked at her, his eyes bright and glossy.
I told you. I'm not in the mood. Go home!
She rose to her feet and opened the kitchen door. Outside, dusk had fallen, and a cold, damp breeze made her shiver.
Bert broke eye contact and let his head fall forward. Alright.
He ducked as he squeezed through the door. Love you, Olive.
I know you do. Now be off with you.
She watched as he slouched along the back lane and disappeared inside his house.
A muffled silence followed, broken by the soft sound of leaves rustling in the breeze. The mist twined itself around trees and lamp posts, and drops of dew glistened on telegraph wires like a string of pearls in the light.
Pearls. Olive wrapped her arm around her waist and took slow steps towards number three, the residence on the other side of her house. Number three terrified her because people had died in there and all sorts of weirdoes had hired it. Midget aliens were the last to live there. That's what Bert called them, anyhow.
Now, the house was vacant, and Olive thought she might find something of value. A pickpocket hired it once and left in a hurry, maybe leaving a trinket or two somewhere.
A simple latch held the back door closed. The house's layout was exactly like Bert's and hers. Kitchen, dining room and lounge all in a row, and three bedrooms upstairs. No bathroom, and an outside toilet in the yard.
Olive found herself in the main bedroom.