Fiction Addiction

A staggering combination of wind, water, and fire nearly wiped the sleepy little town of Dickens Corners right off the map in the early morning hours of June 7th 2004.

June 8th the rising sun looked on obliviously as what was left of her gentry dug out of ancient storm cellars, crawled out of battered basements or were pulled out from under the wreckage that was once their lives. 

And those were the lucky ones. 

The bucolic borough would inter 27 dearly departed towns people in the days that followed the storm. But more importantly, it would disinter the truth surrounding the towns only murder. A murder that never happened.

A murder for which the ultimate penalty had been imposed. And paid.