Friday, October 25, 2019
It had been more than forty-eight years since the killing.
There was nothing recent about it on the internet, as the case remained colder than cold—more like ice-encased. The last mention was six years earlier when a student studying criminal justice at a local community college initiated a discussion about Jane’s unsolved murder online. And that ultimately went nowhere.
But now the original Facebook discussion, from nearly a decade earlier, had been revisited, with the link occupying the first slot on his Google search, dated Thursday, October 24, 2019. One day earlier.
A click on the link. A scan of all the new comments. No names were mentioned, which was good, but that could change in an instant.
His day of reckoning would eventually come.
A nearby Bible was open to a verse of comfort and reproach:
Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord.
The man would make sure the guy who unearthed the murder discussion on social media never got to the point of figuring it out.
He’d keep an eye on this JT Stowe.
He’d do whatever it took to protect the secret.