Thirty years
ago two sisters disappeared from a shopping mall. Their
bodies were
never found and those familiar with the case have always
been tortured
by these questions: How do you kidnap two girls? Who—or
what—could have lured the two sisters away from a busy mall on a
Saturday afternoon without leaving behind a single clue or
witness?
Now a clearly disoriented woman involved in a rush-hour
hit-and-run
claims to be the younger of the long-gone Bethany sisters.
But her
involuntary admission and subsequent attempt to stonewall
investigators
only deepens the mystery. Where has she been? Why has she
waited so
long to come forward? Could her abductor truly be a beloved
Baltimore
cop? There isn't a shred of evidence to support her story,
and every
lead she gives the police seems to be another dead end—a dying,
incoherent man, a razed house, a missing grave, and a family
that
disintegrated long ago, torn apart not only by the crime but
by the
fissures the tragedy revealed in what appeared to be the perfect
household.
In a story that moves back and forth
across the
decades, there is only one person who dares to be skeptical
of a woman
who wants to claim the identity of one Bethany sister
without revealing
the fate of the other. Will he be able to discover the truth?