Chapter 2From Rose O’Hearn’s house, Sean could see the ocean. It was a nice home on a cul-de-sac. Simple and sweet. Rose bushes lined the outside, at the front, under each of the windows that looked out onto the quiet street and the ocean view.
It was the kind of house Sean would like to own himself one day. Instead of living in his apartment, which he didn’t own.
The cul-de-sac was a little elevated above another street below it. Not exactly on a hillside, but not on flat land either. This particular neighborhood remained pretty safe. Unlike some of those closer to the bay and the docks that had turned bad. All cities had areas most people knew to stay away from, and Haydon Cliff was no different.
This was not at all the place where someone should have been murdered. He was aware no on
