Cold Case

Gunshots and speeding cars were unusual.

Trouble.

“The Raymond place is on the right-hand side of the road, just over a little hill. It’s a big white house with a wraparound porch and a green roof.”

Bill pulled into the dooryard and killed the engine.

The front door stood open.

Bill’s heart clutched. Something wasn’t right.





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