The letter arrived addressed to me on Thursday afternoon, tucked inside an elaborate gold envelope, my name written in swirling, impeccable handwriting. I held it briefly, turned it over in my hands, and decided it had to be junk mail. Another of those flashy solicitations, the sort that attempted to lure you in with a ...

The driver, dressed in a tuxedo, stepped out, grabbed my suitcase, and opened the back door for me to enter. To my surprise, two others were already inside. After brief introductions, I sat across from Kathy, with a ‘K,’ and Curt. “Nice to meet everyone. I’m Melody, with an ‘M,'” I joked, but it fell ...

I followed Riley to catch up with the group. Our discussion left me feeling a little uneasy. The mention of a cult was disturbing. I stashed this idea for future contemplation. “So, you think all people are characters? Can you envision our roles?” I eyed the others. “I mean, Kathy is the sweetheart, but I ...

The entrance to Beverly’s chamber stood partially open near the corridor’s end, emitting a faint metallic scent. I pushed the door ajar and stepped in. Aiden followed.  “Wait here.” I said putting my hands on his chest. “We don’t need our DNA throughout the crime scene. Yell if the captain shows up.” Shadows clung in ...