Finding Maisie

Finding Maisie

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When I was eight my best friend was taken. I was a witness. Ten years later Maisie had not been found and I could no longer remember her being snatched; my mind had blocked out the memory. I felt like all hope had gone on ever finding my best friend again until one night I recieved a mysterious message from someone called the abductor. They said they would lead me on a treasure hunt to find Maisie; dead or alive. When I first got the letter I had no idea of the danger of the abductor and the mystery into the disappearance. From clue to clue I looked for her. From danger to danger I fought for her. This is Finding Maisie.
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All is well in Patty's life until her best friend goes missing. No note. No texts, just got up and was gone the next day. People say she ran off with some guy, or was hiding because she was pregnant with notorious bad boy, that Patty never seemed to like, Jasper Mckinley's child. Some say, she's dead. Patty denies all of it. She knew Jasmine like the back of her hand and she was convinced she did not run away or fell in a ditch somewhere. A year has passed. But she never stopped believing her best friend was still alive. So what happens when a stranger suddenly sends her flowers with notes about things only Jasmine and her would know? And she finds herself asking for help from the very guy she suspects? Everything starts to become a game. For every flower delivered to her doorstep, the chances of finding her best friend alive, decreases.

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