Sunday, November 1, 2015


"The house is still warm. Keys in the door. Four full grocery bags are lying in the open door," the detective spoke into a small recorder. "I can smell her fear. I believe there were two men who took her. They waited in the dark for her to come home. They'd been waiting for a while." He hovered over the crumbs of food. "I believe we've only got a good five hours to find her or she's dead. These guys need an outlet for their anger and she's it," he explained to his partner who was quickly jotting down every word. And then he saw the framed black and white picture hanging over the fireplace. Time stood still like never before. It was like he'd seen a ghost. #LiteraryJunkie

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