Angling For Justice
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3 part novel revealing the story of Gerald, an outdoorsman once content with his quiet life, who after a night of sleepwalking awoke to his wife lay dead beside him. With no other suspects, no witnesses and no recollection himself of what happened that night- all fingers point to him. Gerald's used to what hides beneath the surface of the fishing pond, but what about the secrets hiding beneath the surface of his own home?
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I'm going to tell you this story from a third-person perspective. Third being a significant ordinal number. Gerald Buchanan's wife, Josie Buchanan was killed on March the 3rd 2001. The murder was committed on the night that Gerald slept walked for the third time. And I was the third person to encounter the killer.
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