Author: JM Nab

No one moved. The alley seemed to shrink around us. Rainwater dripped from a fire escape somewhere overhead. The man stood beneath the yellow security light with his hands visible …

PART 28: THE MAN WHO CALLED HIM JONATHAN Read More

None of us spoke during the drive to the Harbor Grand Hotel. Rachel drove. Marcus watched the rearview mirror every few seconds. Daniel sat beside me in complete silence. The …

PART 32: ROOM 814 Read More

My hands trembled as I held the letter. The paper was soft from being folded and unfolded hundreds of times. Daniel looked away. “I wrote it almost a year ago.” …

PART 35: THE LETTER I WAS NEVER MEANT TO READ Read More

For three long seconds, none of us moved. The only sound in the room was Daniel crying. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Quietly. Like a man mourning nineteen years he could …

PART 38 ( END): THE FIRE AT THE ARCHIVE Read More

PART 2 — WHAT HAROLD HID IN THE ENVELOPE I slid my finger beneath the flap. The paper inside was folded twice. Not legal paper. Not a contract. Just one …

When my husband’s will was read, my stepchildren took the house, the boat……… Read More

For one second, nobody moved. Then Bernard looked up toward the hatch. “What did you just say?” The man above us didn’t answer. Raymond stepped closer to the ladder. “Who …

PART 4 — THE DEATH CERTIFICATE Read More

Nobody spoke for several seconds. The sheriff zoomed in on the bank image. Melissa stepped closer. “That’s her.” Jason shook his head. “No.” “Jason.” “No. Mom is dead.” His voice …

PART 6 — THE WOMAN WHO WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD Read More

Stephen’s words followed me all the way back from the quarry. CHECK THE SECOND DEED. I sat in the sheriff’s conference room with Harold’s notebook on the table, my coat …

PART 8 — (END) THE SECOND DEED………When my husband’s will was read, my stepchildren took the house Read More

PART 2 — THE ACCOUNT HE THOUGHT I COULDN’T TOUCH I stepped out of the Bellmont House lobby into the cold night air, but I didn’t go home. Home was …

On our anniversary, my husband raised his glass and said: “Cheers to the biggest mistake……. Read More

“Rebecca?” I stared at the phone. Nothing. “Rebecca!” The line remained dead. Nina was already dialing emergency services. Marcus grabbed his laptop. “I have the Lake Geneva address.” “Give it …

PART 4 — THE LETTER DANIEL NEVER WANTED FOUND Read More