It was a chilly December evening and Janet Wardrip was nearing the end of her long drive home. For Janet, “home” meant the family-owned and operated Bethany Motel founded by her father and currently managed by herself and her younger sister, Judy. Judy had been running things all day while Janet attended a photography class in Kansas City, almost 90 miles south and west of Bethany. Janet and Judy were the only regular motel employees, and Janet planned to relieve Judy for the night as soon as she returned. When she reached the motel around 10:00 pm, she saw that Judy’s car was in the parking lot. However, as soon as Janet went inside, it became obvious that something was wrong. There was no sign of Judy or her dog, a female Lhasa Apsu named Moppet. Neither of the women left the motel for any length of…
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