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Trisha Eaton has been plagued by mysterious nightmares ever since her parents adopted her as a young girl. She chalked them up to childish nuisances until they return-- with a vengeance. Something about the Drake house next door to her family’s apple orchard haunts her. Now, her night terrors and sleepwalking seem to be luring her to something dark. When a series of strange events crops up, Trisha turns to Nick Mackey. 

As the new deputy in town, Nick just wants to put his traumatic past behind him. An undeniable attraction for Trisha has piqued interest and has him wondering if a shot at a normal life was possible. But Trisha has somehow struck a nerve, and a long-buried secret. A secret that someone they know will kill to keep veiled. Uncovered answers only seem to lead to more questions in a case where nothing makes sense. 

One chilling fact remains... some nightmares are all too real.


The Drake House

Nick's hand firmed on the steering wheel as he stared straight ahead at the concrete wall. They had yet to leave the parking structure after the meeting. And he had yet to assuage the nagging warning in his gut and drilling behind his eyes. The entire scenario was too fucked up for words.


"Why wouldn't my parents tell me about the will?" Trisha turned to face him from the passenger seat.


Nick was wondering the same thing. The fact her parents hadn't told Trisha about the house made as little sense as Alexandra leaving it to her in the first place. There had to be a connection to Trisha and Drake somehow. Or the Eatons and Drake. And what could this possibly have to do with Andrew's murder now, or Trisha's missing person report thirty years ago?


"I don't know," he admitted, at a loss. 


Nick had little doubt this, in fact, was entirely all about Alexandra Drake. Somebody didn't want them to know something.


Chapter 37