Chapter 15: Fire at the Fence Line

The smell of smoke was different this time — dry, sharp, and fresh enough to cut through the damp chill of night. Isla barely had time to shove the photo into her pocket before Jonas grabbed the shotgun leaning by the door.

“Stay here,” he snapped.

“Like hell,” Isla shot back, grabbing her coat fr...

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