“The living room was pitch black – too dark to see anyone moving about. Still they heard the floor boards creak. Someone was there, downstairs, in their house. There was no doubt about it.” — J.C. Gatlin Copy Share Image
“The living room was pitch black – too dark to see anyone moving about. Still they heard the floor boards creak. Someone was there,… — J.C. Gatlin Copy Share Image
“into the dimly lit apartment. Josh in front. Abbie, cradling Clem in her arms, one step behind. A lamp shined in the living room.… — J.C. Gatlin Copy Share Image
“apartment door. Clem strutted out, meowing and winding between Abbie’s legs. Abbie picked up the cat as she peeked into the living room. Everything… — J.C. Gatlin Copy Share Image
“Sitting on a bench across the street, a man wearing a brown hat and a tan trench coat held a pen and notepad in… — J.C. Gatlin Copy Share Image
