I never killed anyone I really loved until the long, cold winter I spent writing my second novel.
I had killed before, of course. In Night School I killed one person. A girl. A minor character. Someone who wasn’t terribly nice to my main character. Or terribly interesting.
It was upsetting as crimes always are but, let’s be honest. No one missed Ruth. I’ve never received one message from a reader asking why I killed her.
In Night School Legacy, though, things were different. It was like I had a taste for murder and now I couldn’t stop.