Reynolds, Graeme books

High Moor

Woodside Farm, High Moor. 02.25. The scream jarred Andrew Stott awake. His eyes snapped open in the dark and he lay motionless, listening for any sounds of intrusion. All he could hear were the staccato grunts of his wife next to him. Damn, that woman can snore. He looked at the alarm clock and g...