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SYNOPSIS
Some secrets are better off dead.
Along the banks of the Bogue Falaya River, sits the abandoned St. Francis Seminary. Beneath a canopy of oaks, blocked from prying eyes, the teens of St. Benedict High gather here on Fridays. The rest of the week belongs to school and family—but weekends belong to the river.
And the river belongs to Beau Devereaux.
The only child of a powerful family, Beau can do no wrong. Handsome. Charming. Intelligent. The star quarterback of the football team. The “prince” of St. Benedict is the ultimate catch.
He is also a psychopath.
A dirty family secret buried for years, Beau’s evil grows unchecked. In the shadows of the ruined St. Francis Abbey, he commits unspeakable acts on his victims and ensures their silence with threats and intimidation. Senior year, Beau sets his sights on his girlfriend’s headstrong twin sister, Leslie, who hates him. Everything he wants but cannot have, she will be his ultimate prize.
As the victim toll mounts, it becomes crystal clear that someone has to stop Beau Devereaux.
And that someone will pay with their life.
WARNING: Readers of Death by the River will encounter situations of violence and sexual abuse which could be upsetting.
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EXCERPT – DEATH BY THE RIVER – LESLIE AND DEREK
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EXCERPT – DEATH BY THE RIVER – LESLIE AND DEREK
Leslie followed him
along the shoreline until they came to a rusted iron gate with a No Trespassing sign secured to it.
Decorated with crosses and swirls, the sign marked the entrance to The Abbey
grounds. Stepping through the open gate, she peered up at the imposing
structure.
Two spires of white
limestone, shaped like the tip of a sword, cut into the blue sky. The structure
of red brick and limestone, the front windows and doors secured with loose
scraps of plywood, sat in the middle of a field of high grass. The squat stone
building of cloisters behind The Abbey remained intact. The Benedictine monks who
had run the seminary school demolished the dormitories, refectory, and library
after the site had been abandoned.
“Some place, huh?”
Derek let go of her hand and trudged his way across the high grass.
Leslie’s apprehension
bloomed in her chest. The grounds, unkempt after years of neglect, were a
hodgepodge of weeds, overgrown trees, and green vines. On the way across the
thigh-high grass, they passed a beautiful triple-tiered fountain with an angel
on top, raising her arms to the heavens—a silent witness to the past.
How
do people come here at night?
“You ever wonder why
those priests just up and left it?” she asked, uncomfortable with the eerie
quiet. Even the birds had stopped singing. “I know everyone in town says they
got a better offer from the seminary in New Orleans, but it seems funny a bunch
of people abandoned the place for no reason.”
“They left because it’s
a wreck.” Derek parted a thick pile of tall grass with his shoe. “My mom told
me it was falling apart when she was a kid, and the Archdiocese didn’t have the
money to fix it. So they packed up the seminary school, the priests, and all
the staff and shipped them to New Orleans.”
“Seems a shame, though.
I read once that the structure dates back to the early 1800s when the Devereaux
family built it as a private church.” Leslie eyed the frame of the empty belfry
atop one of the square-shaped towers. “You’d think they’d want to save it.”
Derek nudged her with
his elbow. “Maybe the ghost drove the priests away.”
Beau’s tale had been in
the back of her head the whole time, but Derek’s comment spooked the crap out
of her. “By ghost, do you mean the lady in white?”
“Yep.” He scanned the
land around them. “They say she wears a glistening white cloak and wanders the
priests’ cells. She only appears when the moon is full or during storms.”
The thought of being
alone in such a disturbing place terrified her. “Have you ever seen the ghost?”
“Nah.”
Leslie kicked herself
for letting him talk her into coming to the remote location. “What about the
wild dogs? Have you seen them around The Abbey?”
“Not to worry, baby.
I’ll protect you from ghosts, wild dogs, and Beau Devereaux.” He climbed the
granite steps, encouraging her to join him. “But I have to draw the line at
your mother. There’s no way I’m taking her on in a fight.”
Copyright © 2018 by Alexandrea
Weis & Lucas Astor
