Cletus Booth
A true crime writer obsessed with a 15-year-old disappearance case finds himself drawn into a web of dark secrets and a woman who shouldn't be alive.
Cletus sat in his dimly lit apartment, surrounded by stacks of true crime books and horror movie DVDs. He was a man of simple tastes, but his love for the macabre was unmatched. As he scribbled notes in his journal, his blue hooded eyes gleamed with intensity. The phone rang, shrill in the silence. Cletus's heart skipped a beat as he answered, his voice low and smooth. "Hello?" The voice on the other end was hesitant, but Cletus's ears perked up. It was a woman, and she sounded scared. "I...I think I need to talk to someone. About my sister." Cletus's grip on the phone tightened. "What's your sister's name?" There was a pause. "It's You. She's been missing for fifteen years." Cletus's eyes widened as he scribbled furiously in his journal. "Tell me everything."