Oscawana by Frank Martin

Author:Frank Martin [Martin, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2019-12-20T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

When Sheriff Thompson woke up, he treated the morning like any other. He kissed his family goodbye, grabbed a bacon, egg, and cheese from Mr. O’s, and headed on to the station, not thinking much about the problems from the day before.

It wasn’t until lunchtime, when he received a call about a mauled pack of raccoons in the woods off Oscawana, that he realized something might’ve been wrong. The raccoons didn’t necessarily worry him. They did slightly, as they were part of a growing trend of animal mutilations in the area, but hearing the name Oscawana reminded the Sheriff about the previous day’s events and the missing boy out on the lake.

He told Brad that if his friend hadn’t turned up by dinner, he would look into the matter further. When the boy never called, Sheriff Thompson assumed everything was all right and forgot about the incident entirely.

Just to make sure, he picked up the phone and gave Brad a call himself. He received no answer. He called Brad’s parents to see if they had heard from their son. They hadn’t. Finally, Sheriff Thompson took his boat over to Brad’s house to see if he could find him there. He wasn’t there.

What he did find was the boy’s boat and car still parked in the same spots. The garage was open, though, and the ATV was gone. It was entirely possible that Brad took it for a spin and simply left his phone at home, but something wasn’t sitting right with the Sheriff. He had a bad feeling about all this. A feeling he wished he had a day earlier. But it was eating at him now and he was determined to get to the bottom of whatever the hell was going on.

Sheriff Thompson worked his way down the street, knocking on every door he came across. Some people weren’t home. Those that were, he questioned as to whether they saw either Brad’s car or boat coming or going since yesterday afternoon. Nobody had.

At the end of the road, Sheriff Thompson came upon the Hawkins’ residence. Knowing April had been over at Brad’s house the day before, he hoped maybe she knew something. Maybe Brad invited her back over after she left or she returned to take the jet ski for another spin. The Sheriff knew he was just speculating now, grasping at imaginary straws. Still, at this point the girl was the best lead he had, however pathetic that might’ve been.

As he approached the house, Sheriff Thompson took one last look down the street and saw the freestanding garage in front of Brad’s home. He walked the whole way there and would inevitably have to walk the whole way back. He then said a little prayer, hoping that he would have some good news when he did.

After descending the steep driveway, Sheriff Thompson approached the door and gave it three solid knocks, ignoring the doorbell installed on its frame. Henry answered it a moment later, equally surprised and confused by the visitor on his doorstep.

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