I survived my wipeout, but am frantic about my friend, who still hasn’t been found. The police won’t tell me anything. It’s time for me to act, finally, decisively.
I just let my friend ride away with a serial killer.
I’ve always been cagey about dating apps. Is Elise trying to set me up or set a trap for the guy? Does she really think we can catch him?
I’m always impressed by people being bad. Their deviousness would be admirable if it weren’t so evil. You can’t fully be repelled by them or let your anger overtake your […]
So, there’s a survivor? A woman who woke up. Was it really the same guy who assaulted her? There’s only one way to find out.
The craziest thing is, the girl washed up right near the place where Reid and I were. Did we miss what happened when it was on top of us? They […]
The best evidence is always on the photo roll. Kat’s hacking reveals truth.
As I wait for Laura Taylor to return with our coffees, my gaze is habitually trained towards the bar. And there’s Reid, standing in the doorway, talking to some girl. […]
It’s May Day but I’m okay. My handbag is so big a baby-size burrito could fit in it. Luckily, the bag, stuffed with my laptop, journal, cashmere cardigan and scarf, […]
Finding the victim’s phone is a monumental coup that very well may lead me to the killer. It’s shocking the police missed such a huge clue at the crime scene. […]