Gone by S. E. Green

Author:S. E. Green [Green, S. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SEG Publishing
Published: 2022-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

After I get Mom home, a sleeping pill down her, and settled in bed, I put a frozen meal in the microwave. While I watch it spin and begin to bubble, I stare at my split lip and bruised nose. I make myself think.

Grandpa used to say he solved the best cases when he stopped moving and took time to look at details he wasn’t currently fixated on. Currently, I’m fixated on Carl Keller.

It’s not in my nature to do what Grandpa said. I’m an action-oriented person. But I stand here, staring at my chicken marsala and force myself to look at details not involving Carl Keller.

Father Richards, the drunk sex-offender-former-priest, pops into my mind first.

He said his name was Tom Lager.

Said he’d taken some boys, right in broad daylight. Did bad things to them. Even buried them on his property after they died. I-I’ve done bad things, too. But I’ve never killed anyone.

Though Father Richards thought Tom Lager was a fake name, I still look it up. I get back several hits. One lives in the middle of the state and owns a bar. One lives south near the Georgia border and works at a paper mill as a welder. Another west of here is a retired project manager for an IT company. But nothing local.

Sheriff Owens comes to mind next.

I wanted to let you know we were unable to identify the body you found in the storm cellar, though we were able to tell it had been there five years like Father Richards said.

For five years that body has been in Father Richards’ storm cellar. Twenty-five years ago, Randy McMillan went missing. Randy could very well be a victim of the fictitious Tom Lager, which means Randy is buried somewhere with the other boys that Tom Lager took.

You should also look into the name Randy McMillan. Twenty-five years ago he also went missing from the same house.

When I said that, Sheriff Owens didn’t really respond. He simply reminded me we were on the same team. It’s like he already knew that piece of information.

But what really gets me is that when Randy went missing, your grandfather did nothing.

The microwave dings. I open the door. Steam rolls out.

Grandpa was sheriff back then, sure, but what about Owens? How long has he been working in law enforcement? Was he part of the team that investigated the disappearance of Randy McMillan?

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