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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 rose from the chair on Trisha's front porch when Lafferty pulled in the long drive. Between Nancy and Eduardo, the Eatons, and Wayne, the living room resembled an unleashed storm. He'd only had two hours alone with Trisha before everyone arrived and the yelling began. Nick was pretty certain no one noticed he'd stepped out.


Lafferty removed his sunglasses and climbed the porch. "Coroner will look at the body this afternoon, but it appears strangulation is cause of death. The message on the windshield is blood, but we won't know if it's the same source until tomorrow. No fibers, maybe a hair, but plenty of prints. The lab will sort it out."


"If we could match the rope or find it, they could test for epithelial cells." With the advancements in science, the fact they could get DNA from skin cells astounded him. 


"Assuming he didn't wear gloves and we could find the weapon, yeah. I'll get an order to search Wayne's house and Eaton's shed."


Chapter 46