The beautiful young bride of the town's wealthiest man has been missing for several months and rumors of her whereabouts are rampant. Some speak of murder at the hands of her husband. Others claim that the young beauty died at the hands of a jealous ex-boyfriend. She could have run away, but why would a woman throw away a life of luxury? Perhaps she killed her husband, took his money, and began a new life with a secret lover. When a group of friends begin to search for her, they quickly discover that their lives are in danger by those determined to keep the woman's whereabouts unknown. Excerpt: It took me a few minutes to realize that I was bound to a chair. "People know that I'm here," I yelled at him. He didn't seem to listen and gently stroked Devona's blonde hair. I looked around the attic. Jars filled with red liquid lined the wall behind Devona. I noticed my cell phone near her chair smashed into pieces. "Why?" I asked as I tried to loosen my hands. "Devona is special," he said, and I watched him pick up a syringe from a table. "My master told me that." "Who is you master?" I asked. He has gone totally crazy. "Shut up!" he yelled at me. "Do not speak of my master with your filthy mouth." I tried to move my feet, but they were bound as well. I turned my head. There wasn't anything sharp in my reach either. I needed to escape from this place. "It was my master's doing," he said, pouring the blood into a jar. I noticed that the attic door behind me was open. If only I could move the chair a little. I slowly began to push the chair toward the attic stairs. "Stop!" I was grabbed by my hair and couldn't catch my balance. "You imbecile!" he yelled. "Do you honestly think that a kid like you can fight me?" he sneered. "My master will be proud to hear that you are dead," he said, and I saw him raise the knife.

Author Biography

A. J. Raven is the author of suspense filled mysteries.