Sean wheeled his truck into the drive behind Delaney’s little compact car. His eyes automatically tracked to the blackened remains of her garage apartment. There wasn’t much left. Just the lower portion of the north and west walls. Everything else had been reduced to rubble. He wondered if Val would rebuild once the insurance money came in. Of course, that was all tied up until the arson investigation was closed. Wanting a progress report, he strode over to the police cruiser parked across the street.
Clint Yarbrough rolled the window down. “Evenin’.”
“Hey Clint. Any updates?”
“Nope. Everything’s been quiet. Chief’s waiting on the results of some tests at the state crime lab. We all know how long that kind of thing takes. It’ll probably be a while before we know something, unless our fi
