Michael J. Ferns

A young boy's murder takes its toll on a weathered detective grappling with the duality of a city hailed as both the friendliest city in the world and the murder capital of Europe.

Atop Doon hill, in Aberfoyle, Scotland, stands such a tree, where history tells us that in 1692, the Reverend Robert Kirk, the seventh son of a seventh son, a scholar and minister of religion, predicted his own fate.

A timid glance, a nervous smile and a small dose of the Charleston. Truly a tale of love at first sound.

A young boy's murder takes its toll on a weathered detective grappling with the duality of a city hailed as both the friendliest city in the world and the murder capital of Europe.

Atop Doon hill, in Aberfoyle, Scotland, stands such a tree, where history tells us that in 1692, the Reverend Robert Kirk, the seventh son of a seventh son, a scholar and minister of religion, predicted his own fate.

A timid glance, a nervous smile and a small dose of the Charleston. Truly a tale of love at first sound.