Shadows of the Unforgotten. Detective Eleanor Cross Mystery Series, #1

Welcome to the world of Detective Eleanor Cross, where every clue leads to a new adventure and every twist keeps you on the edge of your seat! Eleanor Cross isn't your ordinary detective-she's brilliant, resourceful, and always two steps ahead of everyone else. Whether it's decoding ancient symbols, outsmarting secret societies, or uncovering the truth behind mysterious disappearances, Eleanor faces each challenge with courage and wit.
But being a detective isn't just about solving puzzles. It's about finding the truth, no matter how dangerous the journey becomes. Along the way, Eleanor encounters riddles that test her mind, villains that push her to her limits, and allies who remind her that teamwork can be the key to cracking the toughest cases. Designed especially for young mystery buffs, this series is packed with thrilling mysteries, clever clues, and just the right amount of suspense to keep you guessing until the very last page.
So, grab your magnifying glass, sharpen your instincts, and join Eleanor as she navigates shadowy secrets and heart-pounding adventures. The game is afoot, and the mystery awaits! Are you ready to step into Eleanor Cross's world? Let's solve the first case together.  Raven's Hollow was a place that clung to its secrets like the mist that rolled in from the sea. Tucked away on the rugged coastline, it was a town of whispers and knowing glances, where the past lingered in every shadow and stories of the unexplained were traded like currency.
But even in a town accustomed to strange tales, what happened on the evening of October 12th was unlike anything it had ever seen. Under the dim glow of the Rusty Anchor Tavern's flickering neon sign, a man vanished without a trace. One moment he was there, standing beneath the icy drizzle, his silhouette etched against the fog. The next, he was gone-leaving behind only a polished leather shoe and a town full of unanswered questions.
Detective Eleanor Cross arrived at the scene, her heels clicking sharply against the wet cobblestones. She was a woman of contradictions-elegant yet fierce, methodical yet intuitive. Her reputation as one of the state's finest detectives had earned her both admiration and enemies. Now, she stood in the alley behind the tavern, staring down at the lone shoe lying in a shallow puddle. Even she, unflinching in the face of the macabre, felt the weight of something unnatural."No witnesses? Nothing on the security cameras?" Eleanor's voice carried a clipped efficiency as she addressed her junior partner, Officer Mills.
The young officer's face was pale, his usually steady demeanor shaken. Mills shook his head. "Just the sound of a scream. By the time anyone got here, he was. gone. Like he'd. vanished."Eleanor crouched, examining the shoe. Italian leather, immaculately crafted, with the initials "M. W." embossed in gold inside. Her gloved fingers brushed against something unusual-a hidden compartment in the heel.
With a deft twist, she revealed a small flash drive, concealed with meticulous care. Her lips pressed into a thin line as she pocketed it, her mind already whirring with possibilities. Whatever this was, it wasn't random. And as the cold wind whipped through the alley, carrying with it the scent of salt and rain, Eleanor knew one thing for certain: this was only the beginning.