Headless Hollow

Like the witch and Headless Horseman, it has always been you, Izzy, who’s controlled the strings of my heart. Very soon, you’ll know the lengths I’ll go to own yours.

Nothing much happens in a sleepy little town like mine. At least that is what I think until one night everything changes. People are disappearing at an alarming rate, but even more disturbing is how they end up on my table. I’m a coroner and no stranger to death, but even I wasn’t ready for the twisted game this killer plays.

It turns personal when I awake to a gift and a note that says, He who wins a thousand common hearts is therefore entitled to some renown, but he who keeps undisputed sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero. I know the Washington Irving quote well. Sleepy Hollow is one of my very favorite stories, or it was until real life and fiction began to blur. Now, I don’t know what is real anymore.

The only person I can trust is Detective Crane, a long-time friend, and my high school crush. As sparks