The Strange Case of the Barrington Hills Vampire

Thirteen Days

He pointed at the corpse. “That is not a body, but rather an echo reverberating within the crime scene and pleading with us to see past death’s ghastliness toward the elegance of truth. By God, we shall. We shall concatenate, crumb by crumb, one undeniable intimation at a time.” He stamped out his half-smoked cigarette. “Now then, what questions do we have?”

I’m still busting my hump, but everything is on schedule. Here is the final table of contents (page numbers may vary a little)

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