“Make Polly calm down. Make sure it doesn’t bite her, or we’ll need to pay for her shots.”
Spit!
As expected, the mother and son were thinking the same thing.
“N-Nora, don’t you want to know what really happened to your mom? Make this dog go away, and I’ll tell you!”
Nora’s eyes instantly turned cold.
When she was just three years old, her mom had died in a fire so bad that nothing was left of her. The police had dropped the case because there was no solid proof that it was murder.
But Nora had always believed it wasn’t an accident. Someone had to be behind it. Still, no matter how many years she spent looking into it, she had found nothing. Every time she thought she had a lead, it would disappear. No witnesses. No evidence. No names. Nothing. Just ashes and silence.
Her chest tigh
