Quiet Lost: Chapter 12

Quiet Lost is a story of betrayal, murder, love and lost love.  It will require several chapters to tell Neil’s story.

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Quiet Lost

Chapter 12

Monday night, September 14


Brad tore out of the driveway in the direction the Escalade had headed.  If he was right, good ol’ suave-guy from the bar was driving that SUV.  He hammered the steering wheel again and again with the side of his fist, rocking back and forth, slamming his head and back against the seat.  He screamed, “I am such a FUCK-UP; WHY, WHY didn’t I come back earlier – just a few minutes?”  He let out a large breath and said softly, “I shouldn’t have come to Boulder.” Continue reading

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Quiet Lost: Chapter 9

Quiet Lost is a story of betrayal, murder, love and lost love.  It will require several chapters to tell Neil’s story.

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Quiet Lost

Chapter 9

Monday, September 14

The day was not going well.  He’d had trouble concentrating during the 7:30am once-a-month staff meeting.  The gathering that usually proceeded with light-hearted teasing and sharing of ideas was dry and long-winded; his staff sensing their boss was preoccupied and upset. Continue reading

Quiet Lost: Chapter 7

Quiet Lost is a story of betrayal, murder, love and lost love.  It will require several chapters to tell Neil’s story.


Quiet Lost

Chapter 7

Saturday night, September 12

Neil slid under the covers trying to not wake Samantha.  She snuggled close to him, breath quiet and steady.

Sleep would be elusive.  He concentrated on slow breathing, hoping to bring his pulse down to a normal range.  He was furious with Brad and furious with himself that he allowed Brad to disrupt his family’s life with his sordid habits.

But which was stronger: his anger or exhilaration?  Continue reading

Quiet Lost: Chapter 6

Quiet Lost is a story of betrayal, murder, love and lost love.  It will require several chapters to tell Neil’s story.


Quiet Lost

Chapter 6

Saturday night, September 12

Neil walked in the house and hung his keys on the key rack by the door, his coat in the closet.

“It sure is quiet here without Cassie,” he said loudly to the empty entrance hall. Continue reading