The old town courthouse holds a buried secret, and someone will kill to protect it
Once the home of the most powerful family in Felicity, the old courthouse has become a gloomy wreck, an eyesore in the middle of this small country town. Although her mother leads the charge to restore and preserve this monument to the past, Maggie Keene would much rather it be torn down. Felicity is boring, and replacing the courthouse with something fun, like a new rec center, would go a long way toward making Maggie’s last two years of high school less painful. What she doesn’t know is that excitement is coming to Felicity, and the thrill might just kill her. After school one day, Maggie and her friends sneak into the bottom of the courthouse to explore the old jail cells. But their adventure goes wrong: Maggie gets locked inside the basement coal bin. When her friends get her out, the ceiling collapses and they barely escape. The walls of the timeworn building contain evidence of a long-forgotten murder—and to protect his secret, the culprit will have to kill again. This ebook features an illustrated biography of Diane Hoh including rare photos and never-before-seen documents from the author’s personal collection.
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A Biography of Diane Hoh
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