Requiem

Requiem

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Fiction
Mystery
In the small town of Ambrose, Oregon, neutrality and repose was the social norm. For Khris Winters it was the complete opposite. Raised in a violent ambiance, chinook outbursts from her alcoholic father were all she ever knew. But after a particularly violent attack, a twist of fate changes everything and Khris comes face-to-face with the Andersons, a well-versed and esteemed family. However, as Khris becomes closer to the matriarch and her son, she begins to uncover secrets better left under the dust. Better yet, that the Andersons are not all that they seem to be.
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