Yesterday's Lost (Yesterday's Mysteries)
by Sam Cheever
Prequel: An old house…a shadowy night…a tortured spirit...two lives irretrievably changed...
Pratt Davies is a police detective with the Saint Louis PD. He’s comfortable in his role…confident that he’s seen just about everything there is to see.
Until he and his partner answer a call to enter a home where blood curdling screams speak of horrific violence.
Inside the disturbing house, he encounters a strange, icy mist and something malevolent waiting just beyond view. Pratt’s confidence is shaken, his worldview smashed into tiny pieces…like shards of glass from a broken mirror.
His partner comes out of that house damaged, both physically and mentally, unable to even form a coherent response.
Pratt is so shaken he can barely function.
And he still has a murder to solve.
Who killed the couple living in that terrible house? What haunted the mist obscuring the scene? How did Pratt’s partner end up bleeding and babbling on the floor, something evil oozing through her gaze?
And how is Pratt…broken and terrified himself…ever going to solve a murder that has every indication of having been born in the ether?
Pratt Davies is a police detective with the Saint Louis PD. He’s comfortable in his role…confident that he’s seen just about everything there is to see.
Until he and his partner answer a call to enter a home where blood curdling screams speak of horrific violence.
Inside the disturbing house, he encounters a strange, icy mist and something malevolent waiting just beyond view. Pratt’s confidence is shaken, his worldview smashed into tiny pieces…like shards of glass from a broken mirror.
His partner comes out of that house damaged, both physically and mentally, unable to even form a coherent response.
Pratt is so shaken he can barely function.
And he still has a murder to solve.
Who killed the couple living in that terrible house? What haunted the mist obscuring the scene? How did Pratt’s partner end up bleeding and babbling on the floor, something evil oozing through her gaze?
And how is Pratt…broken and terrified himself…ever going to solve a murder that has every indication of having been born in the ether?
