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With the heat on high in the car, and Shaniece hunkered down on her lap, Hild warmed up very quickly. Still damp (an understatement, really), but definitely an improvement. Glancing ...

Lyall was maybe probably only a little bit eavesdropping on his sister and James. Just maybe. It started with comments on the sunrise, then veered onto other, vaguely related topics ...

The note took him all until morning to write up. Caspar didn't want to leave any overcomplicated instructions on what to do with the cabin and the things inside. He ...

They reeked. Despite Constantine's body being practically half-cooked, there was a lot of rotting. Particularly of the heads, which were skinless? Bared muscle, which meant more raw surface area was ...

After sleeping off the frustration of the day prior, and lying awake from 7 to 8 with nothing but his own thoughts for company, Lyall replayed yesterday's events with a ...

They'd left the door ajar when everyone dashed outside, the minute the darkness lifted, so Caspar was able to slip back in with his arms full easily enough. As he ...

Where one might believe they couldn't dance around the now-outed truth any longer, Lyall tried to do so anyway. Half-heartedly, admittedly, and with increasingly weakening resolve in the face of ...

Just when he didn't think they could find anything else related to the Aaron Keller case that might need filing. They didn't, actually, that case had hit a small road ...

For the time being, since calling in the body of a new primary suspect, Caspar had been thrust back into the fray of an ongoing investigation. His boss made it ...

As the Fates would have it, the three (once James joined them in town) did run into Lyall's sister. Hild was likewise out for lunch, as he predicted. And surprisingly, ...

Maybe going out to assess a mangled, decaying body almost directly after dinner wasn't the best idea. Hands on his hips and standing as steadfastly as he could, Lyall watched ...

To be honest, the diner scene wasn't Lyall's absolute favorite. Yes, it had charm that distinguished it from other kinds of eateries. A visually oversaturated, heavy grease smells, sticky-booths charm

So. His impromptu suspects-turned-guests ended up staying a couple days longer than anticipated. Though, given James's state when they first arrived, it was really for the best. And, because of ...

Once Matthew had at last retired for the night, Lyall drifted back out into the living area. There wasn't much by way of literature or. Any form of enrichment, aside ...

Caspar drove them east, away from the lake, along a vague path he'd driven many times to and from Curio. It was also a winding, bumpy path, for which he ...