Bedford is the textbook definition of small town. A little Norman Rockwell burg that time chose to ignore, where the fences come in only the white, picket variety and everyone knows everyone. Beneath that veneer, however, lies a series of… unfortunate deaths, some apparently accidents, some clearly not. With no apparent connection between these deaths, this premature reaper has come to be known within the town lore as The Bedford Devil. Many even assume that it’s just that: lore. That is until a detective believes he has the evidence to prove that the Bedford Devil is a person, or at least one of three local teens he’s narrowed down as suspects in his interrogation room. The problem is, they’re all trying to take credit for it.