Chapter 1 · free to read
Meridian City. My nineteenth fire this year. My last, if the bottle got its way.
The floor was still warm through his boots. Whatever had burned here had gone up fast enough to leave the shape of the room in it.
Nineteen years chasing men who burn things. I'd started to think none of them ever surprised me.
Connect the sites in the order they burned. Not random. Never random.
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