He had not found Stackpoole’s body after all, but was certain that the constable was no longer among the living. At the station house, there was a telegram waiting for him in his message box, but Roman slipped it into his pocket without looking at it. Until he made his report, everything else wou...
I couldn’t stop thinking about Lou. Sheriff Reynolds wouldn’t do anything. The coin Lou had given me was dimmer today, but stilled flared whenever I picked it up. If there really was a dark sorcerer operating a cult in Monroe County, maybe there was something the FBI could do. The only person I k...