A whistle in the night called to lonely souls. Annabelle Leigh shivered. Gramps was the only family she had, the only family in the whole world, and she loved him. But Gramps was not the man she thought he was! She held the old, blood-stained leather satchel to her chest. Did she really want to know the secrets hidden inside? "Chick-a-dee?" a sing-song voice floated through the fog of train smoke. "Chick-a-dee?" Annabelle Leigh ran........