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Chapters (45)
  1. I know you'll never forgive me...
  2. Part One - Your Father
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Part Two - Your Mother
  24. Chapter Twenty-One
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-One
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-One
  45. About the Author

I maneuvered my way out of the cruiser and stood up, with Ben giving me a little help. My voice was low, although there was no one around. Darrell hadn’t returned yet. “Seven years ago, you and all your volunteers did a lot of searching in the woods near where Kip and Racer were killed. I was wondering—did you find anything out there that you didn’t share with the sheriff’s department?”

Ben stroked his chin thoughtfully. “What did you have in mind?”

“Evidence of murder, rather than a monster.”

“Why would I hide anything like that?”

“Because it’s hard to sell a myth on TV when you’ve got a human being in jail for the crimes.”

“You think I’d let a killer go free just to get ratings?”

“Actually, I think you might.”

“Actually, I think you’re right,” he told me with a sly grin. “People don’t really want the truth, you know. They like the mystery. But in this case, the truth is, I didn’t find anything. I wasn’t able to prove the Ursulina did it, but I didn’t find evidence to suggest someone else did, either. Everything the volunteers gathered and brought in during the search, I turned over to Darrell. He told me he didn’t find anything useful to the case.”

I nodded. “Okay. Well, I had to ask.”

“However, I do have many hours of raw footage from the search stored away in my mother’s attic,” Ben went on. “Only a few minutes actually wound up on air. If you really believe a human being was responsible for these murders, rather than a monster, you’re welcome to go through the footage anytime you want.”

My brow furrowed. “Why would I do that? What do you think I’d find?”

“Well, whoever killed those men must have been pretty nervous about that search,” Ben replied. “If I were the killer, I would have wanted to be there to make sure nothing turned up that pointed a finger at me. So it’s just possible that somewhere in all those hours of footage, we got the murderer on film.”

Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-One

That night, I dreamed about you, Shelby.

It was the first of many dreams I would have where we were together. As strange as it sounds, you’ve always been with me. I’ve felt your closeness all these years. I’ve never stopped talking to you and wishing things had happened differently.