Larkin
Sloan awoke to dank, damp, decayed smell in a dark room. Confused, she tried to
get up only to find her wrist shackled to the headboard of an old cast-iron bed…
She glimpsed the headline: Still No Suspects in
Serial Slayings…
…escorted Larkin and the rest of
the class to the office where the assistant principal took her to Catholic
Charity Hospital for stitches to her right eyebrow…
Larkin could not believe her luck
for the day was changing…
She glanced into the rear view
mirror and was startled by the bluest eyes she had ever seen looking at her…
"Why on Earth do you think
it was me?"
"'Cause, man. I ain't never
seen nobody with eyes that blue. Man, them was yo eyes!"…
However disconcerted he felt
about the fact that the one lead they had pointed to him, he knew they were on
to something…
As she drifted into a fitful
slumber, she dreamed of blue eyes, the bluest she had ever seen…
She found solace in those eyes.
Twelve women are dead, and a thirteenth is missing. Detective Ray Reynolds races time to catch a killer. Nothing ties the victims together, except the way in which they died. What Ray discovers blows him away as the battle takes on a supernatural element. There’s just one small catch — evidence points to Ray as the murderer.
From a small town in Mississippi, Larkin Sloan is a dynamic young teacher in the equally small town of Eau Bouease, Louisiana. Abducted, she foregoes common sense and rational behavior in order to stay alive and not become the thirteenth victim of a serial killer.
From a small town in Mississippi, Larkin Sloan is a dynamic young teacher in the equally small town of Eau Bouease, Louisiana. Abducted, she foregoes common sense and rational behavior in order to stay alive and not become the thirteenth victim of a serial killer.
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