As Good As Dead: The brand new and final book in the YA thriller trilogy that everyone is talking about… (A Good Girl’s Guide to Murder, Book 3)

‘No! No!’ Ravi grabbed her tighter, wouldn’t let her go, burying his face in her coat. ‘No, don’t go,’ he begged her. ‘Please don’t leave me. Please don’t go.’

‘You did this!’ he screamed in her face, spit flying. ‘You did this somehow!’
He pushed harder, grating Pip’s head against the brick.
She didn’t fight him off; her hands were free but she didn’t push him away. She flashed her eyes back and whispered quietly, so only Max would hear.
‘You’re lucky I didn’t put you in the ground too.’

‘You’re lucky I didn’t put you in the ground too.’

You’re Pippa Fricking Fitz-Amobi. My little Sarge. Pippus Maximus, and there’s nothing you can’t do.

He’s practically one of them.

‘I suppose if you were ever involved in anything like this,’ he said, the after-laugh smile still on his face, ‘you’d know exactly how to get away with it.’

‘I love you,’ she said.
‘I love you,’ he said back.

She was going to die.
Shewasgoingtodieshewasgoingtodieshewasdeadshewasdeadshewasgoingtodie.

She watched Ravi pull out his phone and tap away at the screen. It was sudden and unexpected, the feeling that stirred in her chest, watching him. A feeling that dawdled there, took its sweet time. A slow burn. It was just an unexpected nice thing, to know that he knew her number by heart. That some parts of her lived inside him too. Team Ravi and Pip.

Team Ravi and Pip