Bill Corde looked down at the face of the murdered girl and saw there beauty and youth and the horror of sudden death. He could not know, as he stood there at the trampled, muddy scene beside the college girl's corpse, that his own life was about to slip into terror.
Bill Corde looks down at the face of the murdered girl and sees the horror of sudden death. He cannot know, as he stands there at the trampled, muddy scene beside the college girl's corpse, that his own life is about to slip into terror. He cannot know that everything he holds...
Bill Corde looks down at the face of the murdered girl and sees the horror of sudden death. He cannot know, as he stands there at the trampled, muddy scene beside the college girl's corpse, that his own life is about to slip into terror. He cannot know that everything he holds...