Ruth McCredie was about in the middle of the field, she decided. This would be a good place to get a few more samples. She looked back at the row she was standing in and saw four ears lying in the dirt. "Perfect," she said, reaching back for another plastic bag. "These will be great." Hurrying down the row towards the ears, she was surprised to hear a crack in the distance. Before she could react, she felt the blow of the bullet entering her body. She stared, wide-eyed, at the blood blossoming across her sweatshirt. "I've been..." she began, more bewildered than afraid, but then her knees gave out and she fell to the ground. The soft earth absorbed the impact from the fall, but a sharp stalk scraped her face. She gasped in pain, but the gasp gave way to choking as her life ebbed away, the rich, brown soil absorbing her blood.
A gunshot rings out on the night of the Super Moon and a promising college student is killed. Was it an accident, or did her research into false claims by a bio-tech agricultural company garner her too much attention? The wrong kind of attention? Mary and Bradley have to find out or Ruth McCredie will never rest.
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