The Girls in the Fire (Detective Harlow Durant #2)

As I walk further down the logging road, the faint smell of fire on the wind startles me. But it can’t be—it must be in my imagination. I pick up my pace, walking quicker. It can’t all be in my mind. The glow, the thickening stink, it all hits me at once. My hand trembles as I reach for my phone, ad...