Martha Benson had just put her hair in rollers when she saw the four men run up the stairs towards her son’s bedroom. “Howard ...

Betsy stayed behind to watch the house, while the others got into Howard’s van and headed to the hospital. When they arrived, they asked ...

People usually reserve school nights for studying and last-minute homework assignments. An early shower and snuggling up beneath the covers is the best routine. ...

Sawyer, looking flustered, hurried Howard and Jeremy out of the van once they parked. “The police chief called. They found someone else’s fingerprints on ...

Beneath the cool, moonlit Texas sky, Aiden’s skin was slick with sweat. Spring nights were fresh and calm, but he couldn’t enjoy them tonight. ...

After Howard and Jeremy closed their store for the day, they drove to Love and Locket Jeweler’s, run by Mrs. Johnson. When they entered ...

“Ridiculous! Sawyer wouldn’t steal!” Martha Benson declared. She slammed down a spoonful of mashed potatoes she was serving onto Jeremy’s plate. “We said the ...

An hour later, all five people were at the police station, talking over one another. “He is a thief!” the thin man exclaimed. “I ...

The gray morning sky clouds hovered over Nantucket. Howard Benson, a local fishmonger, drove down the street to his family’s shop, Howard and Son. ...

Riley and I froze when we heard someone singing Billy Joel’s You May Be Right, off-key. “…I may be crazy…Hey it just might be ...