they didn’t just let it happen… they planned it…

Two monsters disguised as my blood.

Suddenly, a shout rang out from the back of the property. “Hey! Detective! Over here!”

Richards jogged toward the shed. A few minutes later, he returned. He was holding a small, clear bag. Inside was a scrap of blue fabric. It was Hunter’s favorite stuffed dinosaur, covered in dirt.

My hand flew to my mouth.

“We found continue reading …