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A writing of the cult
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Complete, First published Aug 28, 2023
Mature
When a woman moves into the sleepy town, it rouses everyone's tongues to start wagging. She is strange and distant in her manner. Tia Frost is blissfully unaware of the townsfolk's discomfort with her. With Burt at her side, she wonders about the woods around her home. She wants peace from the world outside. Her world is about to become a lot less peaceful as Maverick Wilkie walks onto her property to investigate a crime. A simple dispute turns into a murder investigation. Is Tia a murderer, or is she being framed?
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