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Ash Wednesday
Beautiful, bubbly, 20-year-old Kim Antonakos was returning to her New York City apartment after a night of clubbing with a friend. A business major with wild black hair, long polished fingernails, and a new Honda her loving father had bought her, Kim took good care of herself and looked forward to a bright future. But on her way home in the early morning darkness of that Ash Wednesday, Kim was abducted-and her mysterious kidnappers would be the last people to see her alive.
Scorching Betrayal
As Kim's father, wealthy computer executive Tommy Antonakos, launched a widespread, feverish search for his daughter, he had no idea that her abductors were right under his nose. A cold mastermind had ordered had ordered Kim to be bound, gagged and left in the freezing basement of an abandoned house, hoping to extract ransom from her father. When the plans fell through, he and his henchman panicked, returned to the basement and doused a near-frozen Kim with gasoline, setting her on fire.
Burned Alive
When the fire was extinguished, all that was left of the lovely coed were her charred, lifeless remains. What would drive the kidnappers to commit such a cruel and senseless murder? How did their plans to cover their tracks result in another killing? And how were the murderers finally snared? Read all of the fascinating facts in a startling expose of extortion, murder, and ultimate justice.
Excerpted from Burned Alive by Kieran Crowley. Copyright © 1999. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved
In the clearing air, Fred was startled to see a shocking sight for the first time--a charred figure slumped in a chair, burned from the waist up. Like something out of a horror movie, it was the worst thing he had seen in five years on the job. It was upsetting to see a human being dead in a fire, but it was more upsetting to realize that it had been a woman. The body, whose face was unrecognizable, had been gagged. The arms were behind the back, as if they had been tied. The fire had apparently burned away some of the restraints. As the air in the basement cleared, Fred removed his mask. He smelled gasoline. It was obviously some kind of foul play...