About Me

My name is Dave Boyle. I was abducted as a child. After my escape, nothing was the same. Now that I'm older, I'm married to my beautiful wife Celeste, who helped me cover up the incident that night I supposedly killed a man. I saw her at the bar that night; she was drunker than a hick at a Nascar race. She, Diane and Eve were up on the bar dancing like fools. I was watching the Red Sox game at the time but still keeping an eye on her. I knew she was Jimmy’s daughter, considering he was married to my wife’s first cousin. A guy named Roman was there at the Last Drop that night watching over Katie Marcus and threatened her that she should leave or else he would mention it to Bobby. You don’t want to mess with Bobby, he was a druggie and he could be dangerous. I for sure wouldn’t mess with him. I left before her and she must have left about ten minutes later than I. When I heard about her death, I couldn’t believe it. She was my daughter of an old childhood friend, and she was actually dead. Who did it?