Right off the street, the guy took him. He was just seven. The police told me that if we didn't get contact from the guy or ransom demands, stuff like that, that my son would most likely be dead. Weeks went by. Police came up empty. They gave up. Then John Spector showed up. He brought back my little boy. Thank God for you, John Spector. You left before I could thank you.
 


ssam
10/26/2014 00:26

you may like these ghost stories from India:

http://www.amazon.com/INDIAN-GHOST-STORIES-Saptarshi-Bhattacharyya-ebook/dp/B00ON3L6JO/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1414304387&sr=8-1&keywords=indian+ghost+stories

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