Just Another Murder Mystery
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Last published Sun, Aug 25, 2013
What would you do if you got an anonymous call from someone in the middle of the night? What if they told you they were dying? And what ifthey asked for your help specifically? Pretty freaky right? And only stuff that happens in the movies. Except for when it happens to Brooke Hanify, an average pissed off teenager battling parents and high school. Brooke spends this adventure searching for the woman with the blocked number, but ends up learning much more about herself. (Trigger warning.)
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