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    2 Days in the Woods: Murder Found: Murder Made, #4
    2 Days in the Woods: Murder Found: Murder Made, #4
    2 Days in the Woods: Murder Found: Murder Made, #4
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    2 Days in the Woods: Murder Found: Murder Made, #4

    By E.G. Voss

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    Mysterious woods are always full of adventures for the average kid. But for one boy, death has a way of changing that.

     

    Before he became a clandestine government agent, Charlie Postlethwaite was an ordinary 11-year-old kid growing up in a small southern Wisconsin town where nothing ever exciting happened. At least it had always been that way until he found the body of the man in the woods. And not just any old dead man, but a murdered one.

    Their game of hide and go seek had come to a swift end and he and his friend's lives were forever changed. Having stumbled into an international conspiracy, they'll discover that what they found in those woods would eventually catch up to them again one day as adults. And the killer now has new plans for them.

     

    If you enjoyed the thrilling mysteries of the Da Vinci code, then you'll love this thrilling prequel to the Murder Made series. Buy now before the price changes and find out where it all began!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherE.G.Voss
    Release dateJan 18, 2021
    ISBN9781393244264
    2 Days in the Woods: Murder Found: Murder Made, #4
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    E.G. Voss

    E.G. Voss is a nearly 30-year veteran police detective sergeant having investigated everything from the mundane to murder.  Additionally, Voss also serves as an instructor in several criminal justice disciplines teaching active duty police officers, college students and academy cadets. As a uniformed police officer and later detective, Voss has been present at a variety of death scenes when death both occurred shortly after arrival and those that happened well after the fact. During an interesting career, Voss has also experienced a fair amount of interactions with the supernatural. As a long-time substitute middle and high school teacher, plus dealing with kids in times of trouble as an officer, Voss is well versed on the travails of being a teenager in today’s complex world. Married with a son and two daughters also means there’s plenty of opportunities of being exposed to things that weren’t problems to kids a generation ago.

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      2 Days in the Woods - E.G. Voss

      EPIGRAPH

      "T here is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact."

      -Sherlock Holmes

      CHAPTER 1

      It was around 5:00 p.m. on July 3rd, 1912 and 11-year-old Charlie Postlethwaite stared at the dead body of the man he’d stumbled across while out in the woods playing hide and seek with his friend. And by stumbled, he literally tripped over the man’s foot which was sticking out from a bush. Lying on the ground, he’d turned around to see what he tripped over and then he saw the shoe. As they were out deep in the woods, he scrambled backwards like a crab until he was able to get to a standing position.

      He’d called out to the man but there was no response. He then cautiously stepped forward and kicked the foot. Getting no response, he pulled the branches back and jumped back again. He walked back slowly and looked at the man. His eyes were open, staring at the sky, his mouth partially open with what looked like dried blood dribbling down the side. Charlie was an avid hunter and knew what death looked and smelled like. There was no doubt this man was dead. But unlike the pheasants and squirrels he’d hunted, the dead man had a unique, sickeningly sweet odor.

      The man looked like he was in his 40’s, dressed neatly wearing a three-piece light gray suit and a black tie. His dark brown hair was parted on the right and his hands indicated he wasn’t a farmer. The shoes were fancy and not something one would wear for a hike in the woods. This man didn’t look like he belonged here.

      Hey Charlie! the voice called from the distance. Charlie was still staring down at the man. Charlie! the voice called again, this time much closer and Charlie could hear the brush crunching.

      Hah, found you! Harold Krause exclaimed triumphantly as he squeezed between a couple of pine trees. You know, you really need to work on your hide and seek because your hiding is terrible. Standing up will give you away every time. Harold paused. Hey, what’s the matter?

      That’s the matter, Charlie said as he pointed to the man.

      Harold turned around. Whoa! he yelled as he jumped back. "Jeez, is that guy dead?" he asked incredulously.

      As a doornail, Charlie responded.

      What happened?

      Beats me, I was trying to find a good spot to hide when I tripped over his foot. I got up and called out to him and then decided to pull back the bush. Scared the crap out of me.

      Harold picked up a 3ft long branch and walked over, hitting him with it.

      "Really? Poking the dead body with a stick?" Charlie asked.

      Just making sure he’s dead, I’m not getting too close to him and having him grab me or something.

      Charlie paused, then walked over and started going through his pockets.

      Whatcha doing? Harold asked.

      Maybe he’s got some kind of identification on him, Charlie answered. I’ve never seen this guy around here. Have you?

      Nope.

      Their hometown of Walworth, Wisconsin had less than 2,000 people in it and was a place where strangers stood out like a sore thumb. Located about an hour southwest of Milwaukee, it was also near Lake Geneva. A resort town, Lake Geneva was famous as being known as the Newport of the West due to the wealthy Chicagoans who’d built their summer mansions on its shores.

      Here we go, Charlie said as he produced a pocket watch. He held it up and read, "Eigentum von B.L. Hencken."

      Never heard of him, although we now know he’s German.

      That’s German? Charlie asked. Are you sure?

      Harold gave him a look. With a name like Krause, yeah, I’m pretty confident it’s German. My grandmother still prefers speaking German and uses English only when she needs to.

      Charlie stood up and handed the watch to Harold to examine. And I found this too, as he thumbed through a small notebook. But there’s no identification in it. He paused, Huh, he grunted.

      What is it? Harold asked.

      There’s a couple of pages ripped out of the notebook, in the front. And it must be really important.

      Why do you say that?

      Because it was tucked inside a small, secret pocket in the jacket liner. It blended in perfectly, I almost didn’t see it, he said as he gave it Harold.

      The plot thickens, Harold answered as he took the notebook from Charlie. This is all written in German. He looked up at Charlie. So, what do we do about him? And why is this guy even out here? Did he kill himself?

      "What do we do with him? Nothing. We call the police and let them deal with it. As far as suicide, highly doubtful."

      Why?

      Charlie bent down and yanked up his shirt. Two bullet holes in the chest and no gun anywhere.

      They stared at each other. "Murders don’t happen in this town. Nothing exciting ever happens in this town," Harold said.

      Their game of hide and seek had come to a screeching halt.

      CHAPTER 2

      Independence Day had arrived and it was one of the holidays Charlie liked the most. The parades, the decorations, the patriotic songs, the food, and the end of the day fireworks. History was his favorite subject in school and he loved learning about all the ins and outs of the Revolutionary War. The intrigue, the spying, and the American and British generals trying to outsmart each other.

      But this holiday was different. Yesterday, he’d found a dead German man in the woods. And not just any old dead man. A murdered dead man. It was a lot to take in for a kid. Luckily, he had Harold to talk to about it.

      How’re you doing after yesterday? Harold asked as he flopped down on the chair on the front porch of Charlie’s house. It was common for Harold to come over and lots of times they spent an afternoon on the porch, sometimes playing games or just talking.

      Okay, I guess, Charlie answered. The police stopped by earlier today with some more questions but there was nothing new I could offer them.

      Harold laughed. Same here, they seemed angry there was nothing else to go on. He then removed something from his pocket. And they won’t get this until we’re done with it, he said as he held the dead man’s notebook up.

      Charlie was stunned. Geez, you swiped that yesterday? he asked incredulously. That’s evidence.

      Probably, but we won’t know for sure until we translate it.  Harold looked

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