The wind blew hard in the distance and it's howling seemed to summon a soul.Myra got out of the train and as she did so felt an amazing strength keep her rooted to the spot.
This was a warning.The spot was indeed near to where she stood.She picked up her bag leaving the station.
A shadow seemed to follow her.She hailed a taxi and reached a nearby inn within a radius of one kilometer.
The big inn rented a room to her and she sank into the couch feeling a strange sensation in the pit of her stomach.This wasn't a good sign at all.
She picked up the phone and dialled.
The phone rang unanswered.
She changed into fresh clothes and began lighting candles.She stood chanting and looked towards the direction of the railway station.She had the vision of a man in a tow truck.
" Good evening ,I've come to report my wife has been missing since late afternoon,'said Harry.
" Describe her dress," said the officer
" I wasn't at home when she left but I have her photograph."
" That will do we will soon find her in the meanwhile go and get your rest."
" Please leave no stone unturned," he remarked.
" We'll do our very best," said the officer.
Harry left disheartened.Maybe he should go and confront Roxette.She must have set this up.
Harry drove to the Tiphany residence.
He rang the doorbell but no-one answered.
He walked towards the garden and hid behind the bushes.Rupert and Tiphany were in an argument.
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Where Do I Begin
Mystery / ThrillerA young regressionist finds one of her clients in deep turmoil and as she intervenes she discovers that she is in the grip of the perpetrator.Will she survive after she resolves to put an end to this entity?
