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Chapter Fourteen

A chill ran down Ray’s spine as he left the Farmhouse knowing Margaret’s gaze was upon him, watching from the second floor, stubbornly he made every effort not to look back. Briefly skimming through his notes in his dark blue Ford Ranger he found nothing that he could use to pinpoint that she had anything to do with the disappearances. 

Her son’s disappearance had nothing to do with the case, but something was off, he felt it deep within his gut.  His hunches were never wrong, but he knew he had nothing to substantiate a search warrant for the premises. Was it just a coincidence that the tiny innocent little girl from years ago happened to be staying here? Did she know about her mother’s involvement with Margaret’s son or was it all just pure coincidence?  He didn’t believe in coincidence.

He remembered the tiny hands that held his arm as she whispered her name, and realized he knew nothing of her.  So many questi

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