Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The task force from Greenfield never expected they would be called to handle a case in such a small, sleepy village. They were

used to dealing with high-profile crimes, not small-town mysteries.

Leading the pack was a woman, about twenty-four, with an air of cool detachment about her.

There were five of them in total, and the four men followed her lead without question.

Abner was not much for sleuthing; he preferred to wander the village, looking for a bit of peace of mind.

When the woman, Rachel, caught sight of him, her brow furrowed slightly, "You're a person of interest now. I'd appreciate it if you'd

stay put like everyone else. We've arranged for your meals during the investigation."

It wasn't just Abner; everyone in the village was under the microscope.

Rachel, with her strong, commanding presence, was the archetypal ice queen—quickly earning the villagers’ respect.

The task force sifted through the suspects, eventually clearing the innocent and focusing their efforts on three remaining

individuals.

Abner was one, Queena another, and the third was someone who had a personal grudge with Jackson, a fellow fisherman.

Rachel made a few calls, clearly reporting back to Greenfield and none too pleased about being dispatched to what she considered

the back of beyond.

"A homicide in the sticks doesn't warrant draggingall the way out here. Greenfield is swamped with cases that should be on

Are you taking orders from someone again? Can't those silver-spoon

meddling in these affairs?"

felt someone high up had pulled strings to get her on the

was a long way from Fishing Village, and even with strings pulled, it shouldn't have landed on

heard her boss's voice lower on the other end

wrap up the case

and continued her

Tobias, her team

no trace of the body? Solving a murder usually started with finding

the body seemed to vanish into thin

noticing the memorial paper fluttering

"Someone's mourning?"

woman

"Already buried?"

was delayed because of the police yesterday. Now they're

sparked in Rachel's eyes, and she quickly made her way to the

nearly recovered from his injuries, followed her

graveside where Phoebe's

she persuaded the mourners to open

outskirts,

thought of it? The perfect place

shocking, when the coffin lid was lifted, and the dirt began to cover it,

Phoebe's.

edge of the crowd, cried out in alarm, his mother clutching him tightly. She had rushed back from her job

hearing of Jackson's

coffin bearers slapped their foreheads in

coffin was heavier than Fabian's,

missing person case had