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Cherry Street

By Timothy O'Shea

Worth reading 😎

Kids are missing, will the detectives find them amidst corruption in the department?

Synopsis

One quiet summer night in Tacoma, Washington, a child goes missing without anyone hearing a sound. Police are baffled by the lack of evidence left behind by the kidnapper and quickly wonder if the same person is responsible for a similar child abduction only four years prior. A detective who is haunted by that case now has another child missing under his watch.

A man living a quiet life after the death of his beloved wife starts to notice strange happenings. His curiosity could get the best of him. It might also be the death of him.

On Cherry Street, nothing is as it seems. It's worse.

A little boy is missing. Someone entered his bedroom window on a hot summer night without rousing his parents and only leaving one obvious clue; a shoe print. The local police were called and responded in full force. To make matters worse, this was the second kidnapping within the community within the last few years. The other one is still unsolved, putting double the pressure on the detectives working the case.


Detective Van Buren is the lead on both cases. He has had many sleepless nights since the first abduction, and is more than determined to find the kidnappers and hopefully the unharmed children. He can’t help but believe the two crimes are linked. Unfortunately, his commanding officer is being suspiciously difficult to work with and seems to be hiding something.


A break in the case comes when a neighbor sees and hears something suspicious and contacts the detectives. If he and his friend keep amateur sleuthing, will they become targets? Soon the case becomes a race against time to find the kidnappers before they kidnap another child or kill someone. Have they fled or are they hiding in plain sight?


This fast paced thriller will keep you on the edge of your seat. The plot is solid and interesting as it vacillates between the kidnappers, those hunting them and the possible corruption in the police department.


I enjoyed the story and the way the plot addresses all of the questions raised. I would have preferred more detailed descriptions to pull me further into the action. Dialog pulls the reader into the story, but more sights, tastes and smells really helps me get into the scenes and the story instead of pages of dialog.


This is Mr. O’Shea’s first book. I liked it, but might have preferred a few surprises. Maybe a few twists, turns or red herrings. It is an interesting mystery.



DISCLOSURE OF MATERIAL CONNECTION: I have a material connection because I received a review copy from Reedsy in exchange for a fair and honest review. Copyright © 2019 Laura Hartman

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I began reviewing books on a now defunct website, GenReview in 2011. I now review books on my website, as well as for Penguin First To Read, Netgalley, Maryglenn McCombs, book publicist, Bookish First and Killer Nashville. I also review books for various authors that send me their books.

Synopsis

One quiet summer night in Tacoma, Washington, a child goes missing without anyone hearing a sound. Police are baffled by the lack of evidence left behind by the kidnapper and quickly wonder if the same person is responsible for a similar child abduction only four years prior. A detective who is haunted by that case now has another child missing under his watch.

A man living a quiet life after the death of his beloved wife starts to notice strange happenings. His curiosity could get the best of him. It might also be the death of him.

On Cherry Street, nothing is as it seems. It's worse.

Prologue

 

Roebuck, Maine

Ten years ago

 

The snowfall wasn’t as heavy as the previous night, but it was still freezing. Ramona Winters put another two pieces of firewood into their living room fireplace. The wood sparked briefly, making a loud crackling sound. She used the poker and shifted the wood into the best position and then shut the small gate. It was another cold night in Maine, a very familiar experience. She had just tucked in her two children, Bradley and Maddy. Both had school in the morning and the snow, no matter how much it covered the roads, wouldn’t stop the school buses. She went to one of the windows and watched as the snow seemed to fall harder with every moment she stood there.

She wasn’t used to it. Originally from California, she had met her future husband Randy when he was stationed in the military out west. When he left the army, they moved back to his hometown of Roebuck to raise a family. She went to the kitchen and made herself a cup of tea. Looking at the clock that hung high on the wall, it was well past nine, almost ten. “Randy should be home soon,” she thought as she looked out into their backyard. She washed her hands and then turned off the light switch which was right next to the oven. She froze. She swore she could see a person suddenly stop by their garage which was probably twenty yards from their home. It was as if once she had turned the light off, the person outside stopped, knowing perhaps she could now see them. Risking it, her left hand went to the light switch again and turned it on. Seconds later, she turned it off. The figure was no longer by the garage. She ran to their backdoor and made sure it was locked. She went to several windows to try to get better angles of her backyard, but she saw nothing. The snow seemed to be coming down in a fury now.

Her heart almost jumped out of her throat when she heard the front door open.

“Ramona!” her husband called out.

“Honey,” she worked up a smile and greeted him. Lean and short, he was the exact opposite of her. She gave him a kiss and a hug. Their completely opposite body types didn’t bother her, but sometimes she felt self-conscious. She looked down at him and asked if he had been in the backyard.

“No, why?”

“I thought I saw someone in the backyard.”

He laughed and took off his heavy winter jacket. Flakes of snow fell to the floor and quickly melted. He worked as a deckhand on a large fishing boat. Sometimes he was gone for days and weeks at a time. She was glad he was home tonight.

“You mean like a couple of days ago when you saw that man in his car watching the house?”

“He was,” she insisted. “He drove off when I came outside to bring the kids in I swear-”

“OK. OK.” He started to put his jacket back on. “I’ll go check the yard.”

He looked tired and suddenly she felt guilty for having him go back outside in that weather. Especially after a long day.

“Never mind honey. I know you’re tired. I have some food for you in the oven. I will be there in a minute.”

“You sure?”

She smiled and nodded.

“Let me just go and check on the kids.”

Ramona went the opposite way he did and came upon her daughter’s room, which was right next door to their bedroom. She slowly nudged the door open and looked in. Her daughter’s frizzy red hair spilled over her pillow as she slept softly. She was a light sleeper and she didn’t want to wake her. Closing the door, she went all the way down the hall to her oldest child’s room. Bradley was the oldest and preferred the seclusion the room at the back of the home offered. He snored as she watched him. His blue night light was on and several planets and stars swirled around the walls. He loved that night light. Her eyes moved to the window, right next to the bed. She tiptoed over and looked outside to the backyard - his room had the best view of the yard. Again, she saw nothing. There was no figure moving near the garage. Maybe her husband was right. She was probably just seeing things. Besides, who in their right mind would be out in this storm? Satisfied, she double checked the lock on the window, almost nicking her hand on the nail that protruded out.

Wouldn’t be the first time, she thought.

Because he was a heavy sleeper, she leaned over and gave her son a kiss on the cheek. It wouldn’t wake him. She quietly moved out of the room and shut the door, not knowing it would be the last time she ever saw her son again.

About the author

I am a new author. I am excited because it is new territory to me. My first eBook is called Cherry Street. Please check it out and give me an honest review. Cherry Street is an accumulation of over two years work and I hope it is enjoyable. view profile

Published on May 18, 2019

70000 words

Contains explicit content ⚠️

Worked with a Reedsy professional 🏆

Genre: Mystery & Crime

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