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The Last Broadcast
by David Moore
When midnight falls over Ashford City, the airwaves belong to Jack Sloan, a late-night DJ with a smooth voice and a dwindling audience. But one night, the calls change.
The voices on the other end don't breathe. They don't laugh. They don't live. And yet, they know Jack's name. Each request they make is for a song tied to a brutal, unsolved crime. Each time Jack plays one, another body turns up within twenty-four hours.
The police think he's a suspect. The station manager thinks it's a sick publicity stunt. But Jack knows the truth is far stranger—because the dead aren't calling for songs. They're calling for help.
Now, trapped between the living and the dead, Jack must trace the signal to its source before the final request goes out… and the city goes silent forever.
For fans of creeping dread, supernatural suspense, and stories where the static on the radio might just be whispering your name.
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