C33 Chapter Thirty Three

Secrets Revealed

PRESENT DAY

I TRIED TO push the image of Maxwell's body out of my mind as I used my good arm to pull myself up the rope ladder. Jon did what he could to help, pushing me from the boat, but when I had to use my left arm for support, the pain nearly destroyed me. Still, I pushed through.

How many more people had the Midnight Murderer killed already?

Lucky was a hired hand