Can't Go Home
Synopsis
“Do you remember Savannah?” How could she forget? Two decades ago, Trinity Calhoun‘s best friend—18-year-old Savannah Stuart—went missing. Just weeks later, Savannah’s body was found brutally slain outside the mountain town. With no suspects or leads, the local authorities dismissed the murder as a tragic one-off, likely perpetrated by a tourist. But Trinity wasn’t convinced. Determined to do better for other victims, she left town and settled in Vancouver, rising through the ranks to become a detective. She’s never looked back. But now, an unexpected phone call from her former lover has her barreling down the highway to face the past. Another young woman has disappeared under eerily similar circumstances. Allegedly. But the local police are disinterested. Trinity’s ex has a tenuous—at best—hold on his mental and physical health. And Savannah’s secretive and handsome brother is in town, asking an awful lot of questions. Trinity’s focus is clouded. Maybe her judgment, too. As she wades through her past, she needs to answer a potentially life-threatening question: is there a dangerous, repeat criminal on the loose, or is she just desperate for closure?
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Prologue | Can't Go Home
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A crackle over the line.
“Trinity?”
“Yes?”
“Trinity Calhoun?”
“Asher?”
A too-long moment of silence.
“Professor Phillip? Is… Are you there?”
“Trinity…do you remember Sylvia?”
A chill.
“You mean Savannah.”
“Yes. Yes, that’s right. Savannah.” A throat clear. “But do you? Remember, I mean.”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Trinity, I need you to come home.”
A pause.
“Home? Asher…”
“Trinity. I need you here.”
“What do you mean?”
“Can you come?”
“I can. But—”
A click.
“Asher? Are you there? Asher?”
Dead air.
Chapter One | Can't Go Home
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My Journal.
Monday.
I’ve been keeping a secret! (Is it weird to keep a secret from your own diary? Maybe. But I don’t care. I’m too excited to care!) Last month, I met someone. Well. I guess “met” is the wrong word. We haven’t seen each other face-to-face. (Not yet.) Only online. And we’re still just going by our screen names. But I’ve told him more about myself than I’ve ever told anyone. He said he’s worried about disappointing me in person. I don’t know how he could think that. I’ve never felt a connection like this before. Anyway…that’s not the reason that I’ve been keeping my lips zipped (and my pen capped). At first, it was just because I was worried it wasn’t going to work out. I’m not after a casual hookup, and you know how these things can go. (Case in point, that guy who was old enough to be my dad…but let’s not revisit that…bygones, right?) But mostly, the reason I’ve kept quiet is because of you-know-who. He’s been completely up in my face lately. I swear to God, it’s almost worse since we went our separate ways. And if he finds out I met someone online, he’ll go ballistic. Literally. Anyway, I’m trying to focus on the good stuff. I’ll update again when I have more news.
Love, Me