WHAT THE FIRE TOOK.
outside her window, and the scent of fresh bread drifted up from the bakery below. S
here's something
ut she didn't reply. Instead, she slip
ong shadows over the streets. Elias was already waiting
ective," he t
ing in her chest felt tight. "
Come on. I'l
The road twisted, climbing toward the hills that overlooked Rosefield.
be," Elias explained. "Your father was the only landown
boots sinking into soft dirt. The air
e tell me this be
r. I heard my dad talking about it back then. He said your father
And what about your
ked with the contractors. But he quit befor
stuck in her mind, but
e company had started to dig before the fire stopped everything. T
had been waiting for her return. "This was supposed to be our future," she whispered. "My dad
n beside her.
a moment, it was quiet
digging-figuratively, I mean. If someone
ough boxes of old records and reports. Helena found a copy of a complaint
anything happens to me or m
r fingers trembling. "Why wasn
er shoulder. "I don't know. Ma
ce him. "But who
"Someone with s
d. The room felt
but one stood out: Jacob Ryder-the lead developer f
ena muttered. "It's like everyone jus
nd rubbed her eyes. "Elias, why a
you deserve to know what happen
t. "Even after a
all these years,
the stars above the quiet town. The warning in her father's handwr
anted him
hone
"You
"Just th
"Abou
"Every
Come for
sitate
kay. Give
ilence for a while. Their shadows stretc
ame back," Elia
els the same, but everything's different. I keep askin
"Maybe the truth w
ll break me,"
hand, and for a moment
er than you th
t. There was something in his eyes-warm, steady-but
you, Elias," sh
n," he
hesitated. Jus
park. Helena sat on the edge of one swi
t about that night?"
away. "S
o you r
r the smoke... the sirens... and
htened. "I don't r
at her.
usted chain. Something about th
old photos she had stored in her bag. One of them showed her house-before the
eath c
as E
half-turned, holding something in
photo closer. It could'v
wn quickly, h
rself. It's just a p
d planted someth
ub