They didn't bring back his body.
It was lost in the ocean he collided with when he slipped off the cliff, so everyone told me. But my father never slipped.
Just like my mother would never die from a heart attack.
I watched as the empty casket was lowered into the earth, the wood was as dark as the fresh soil. The wind whipped my hair across my face, biting my skin like needles. Today was wrong to be so beautiful. My father loved days like these. Empty blue skies and the vibrant sun, a chilling breeze. It was as if the world was saying its last goodbyes to him. I only wished I had that chance before he died.
I refused to believe his death was an accident. There was something far more sinister hiding beneath whatever waves he drowned in, and I swore, no matter the cost, I would find the truth.
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The Secrets of a Spy
Mystery / ThrillerI am the only witness to my mother's murder, and no one believes me, not even my own family. But now Dad is gone too and it's up to me to find the killers responsible. However, the closer I get to finding the truth the likelier it becomes for me to...
