HOW COULD SUCH A DARK SECRET
HAVE BEEN KEPT FOR SO MANY YEARS?
Police Chief Greg Adams was out on patrol. Christmas was coming to Saxonburg, Pennsylvania-a quaint borough of just 1,300-in three short weeks. The winter air was crisp. Colored lights sparkled on houses. He was only a block and a half from the Police Department, and this was just an average traffic stop.
Until it wasn't.
The devoted husband and father of two little boys was about to meet any law enforcement officer's nightmare. Moments later, he would lay dying in a pool of his own blood on that white winter snow, while his killer vanished like an apparition into thin air.
Despite his many aliases, the true identity of the murderer was quickly found. The killer himself, was not. As State Police and FBI investigators peeled back the twisted layers of low-level mobster Donald Webb's life, the path to the killer would wind through decades ... toward a shocking conclusion. After all, secrets can only be kept for so long.
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