A Disturbing Mystery

Harry had been walking down the beach racking his brain on the mind-boggling mystery he had been thinking about all winter. He knew three things: the kidnapper was probably torturing the missing girl at this very moment; it was up to him and his detective skills to solve the mystery; and that she was alone, probably petrified for her life. Knowing that sent shivers down Harry’s back.  An eerie fog was crawling over the sea like a spider on its web (this didn’t make him feel any better). He had no idea where to find the missing girl…she could be anywhere. Harry was having doubts. But the young detective loved a good mystery, and this was his hardest one yet.