The Rebuke
A young, sheltered spinster offered sanctuary from the ruthless “Spadros Family” by a “very good-looking man”? One who paid her attention, flattered her, promised to marry her. Her mother loved him, her brothers trusted him. “I fear this man is the one who took her,” I said, almost to myself.
“No, Signora, Franco a good boy. He like my own son.”
I nodded. Just like the rest. She was convinced of it. “I think I know where she’s being held. I’m going to see some people who may be able to help. I hope we can have her home soon.”
She clasped her hands in front of her. “I hope so too.”
The thought that Frank Pagliacci might have taken this woman chilled me. Not only was she in danger from the man I felt almost certain to be the Bridges Strangler, but from all the other women who
