The Bluewater Wraith. T.R. Boone's Sullivan
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ever been on the aft deck of the boat.
The killer washed and dried the bucket in the galley area, and then he made the bed in the aft cabin. Satisfied that he had removed all traces of the woman, he went back to the helm.
There, the man pushed the boat’s two black shift levers into their “forward” positions, and the boat began moving again. Then the man turned the steering wheel left and eased the two red throttle handles forward, so the boat turned away from Horseshoe Hole and moved swiftly back to the harbor area.
An hour later – around 4:45 a.m. – the killer was driving to Oshkosh, where he would spend the next two days in a hotel room that he’d been occupying since the beginning of the previous week. He had left the boat where he had found it, with all the lines and cables connected as they had been before, and with the boats’ keys sitting on the pilothouse table with a typed note that read:
To Father Keen’s Crew –
Here are the keys you’ll need…Father Keen already has all the paperwork…
Hope you guys get a good price for the boat in your auction next week…
If you need anything more, call the Harbormaster at (920)-555-6243…
As the killer drove, he smiled to himself. Perfect, he thought, Absolutely perfect.
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