"Welcome to Red River. Population, six hundred fifty four" Bree read as her father changed the sign on the out skirts of town. Another death had occurred in the small town. Death was a normal thing, but when you lived in Red River, death at the age of forty three was anything but normal. People around here lived forever it seemed. Everyone new everyone and crime was never a issue. People just followed the rules. Yes teens were going to be teens and stir up a little trouble here and there. To push an adults button was part of growing up, right? Bree looked up to her father "Do they know what happened yet?" She asked as she pushed a few loose waves behind her ear. "Not at this point." He replied as he got down off the ladder, taking it back to the truck. "So your to be in before dark now." He added sharply. Her father was never one to demand much from her. So whatever was going on was serious. "Come on kid. I'll drop you off at the diner. You can meet up with some friends and stop worrying" he said smiling as he opened the door for her. Bree just watched as he got in, looking out the window as they drove off to the heart of town.