On a cold winter evening, I sat by the warm fireplace, reading a good mystery book, when my wife, Nancy, enters the study. I look up seeing her coming over to me, so I put my book down, and get up out of my red velvet chair to meet her in the middle and say, "Nancy, what's wrong? You've been crying my dear." She looks at me with her brilliant chestnut brown eyes, and I notice that tears are flowing, "They if... Oh God, what if he's dead?"
I immediately go over to her, wrapping her in my arms, saying, "He's going to be okay, Nancy, we just need to have faith in God that he will bring our son back alive." She sobs in my arms shaking, resting her head on my shoulder. Suddenly, my cell phone rings, it's Detective Robinson. I go to grab my phone hitting the answer the answer button, Detective Robinson says, "Your son was last seen on the ferry, going from VinalHaven to Owls Head, of course the ferry only has a couple of cameras on board, but we immediately spotted your son on board. Where he went after that, we don't know. We're still looking for him; we're not going to up on him. We will find your son." My wife, Nancy, sobs harder as she hears Detective Robinson say that through the phone.
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Fear!
Misterio / SuspensoIn this murder mystery can Detective Robinson find a killer who's been killing in Maine? Or will the killer slip right through his fingers? Read more to find out. Look for updates on Mondays and Fridays. This book means a lot to me because I am doi...
