“Don’t like this, Billy. Can’t we just tell the police – say it was an accident?”
“But it wasn’t, Jimmy and it won’t take the police long to figure that out. Better this way. We put her in the boat, add a few of them stones and push it out on to the lake. This rusty old hulk will sink in no time.”
As, Jimmy, reluctantly hauled Jen’s body into the boat, Billy, took one of the rocks and hit him over the head. He couldn’t trust his friend to keep his mouth shut. Fortunately, there was room for both bodies.
A 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers