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Revenge for the murder of your father is a powerful motive.
Twigg Tidwell fits the identity of a killer, though he is only sixteen years old. Niki Dupre does not believe Twigg is guilty, but must overcome sloppy police work and predetermined biases to prove it.
After another murder takes place, the trail leads back to the son of the dead man left in the parking lot. But who really committed the murders?
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
Mysteries by Jim Riley
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Notes
About the Author
Copyright (C) 2021 Jim Riley
Layout design and Copyright (C) 2022 by Next Chapter
Published 2022 by Next Chapter
Edited by Aleza Baczak
Cover art by CoverMint
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the author’s permission.
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Dale Tidwell was drunk. Not a little bit wasted. He was totally inebriated. But he was accustomed to being like that. Every Friday and Saturday night, he declared a “boy’s night out.” This was Saturday, and he still had a hangover from Friday. Still, Dale showed few outward signs of the effects of alcohol.
He talked without slurring his words. He walked without teetering. Years of alcohol abuse had brought him to this point. Though there weren’t any outward indications, that didn't mean his brain was working at normal speed.
When a man bumped into him without apologizing, he didn't accept such behavior. He followed the man to the bathroom. A small crowd slowed the man, allowing Dale to catch up. Then Dale did something stupid.
Dale tapped the large man on the shoulder. When the other fellow turned around, Dale cold-cocked him, dropping the fellow to the floor. He didn't move. Three bar patrons carried the fallen man outside, and dropped him by the dumpster.
The .357 Dan Wesson revolver rested on top of the hood of the jacked-up truck. The man holding it had a score to settle. And tonight, he would.
Every time the door opened, the man expected his target to walk out. But each time, for over two hours, he was disappointed. None of the exiting patrons paid any notice to the truck parked by the dumpster. In fact, they avoided looking at the origin of the stench.
Finally, eight minutes before closing time, Dale walked out of the door. As usual, he was alone.
The dim lights illuminated the area enough for the man to see the bead at the end of the eight-inch barrel. He adjusted the vertical position until the bead filled the gap between the V sight. Then he exhaled a long breath as Dale closed within ten feet, almost point-blank range.
When fire exploded from the end of the barrel, it surprised the shooter. It also surprised Dale. At first, he could make no sense of the deafening noise so close. Then his chest burned. His first thought was of the late shot of tequila. Maybe it was one too many.
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