By the time they cleared the steps, flames were erupting out of the second floor windows of the guesthouse, and the great room on the first floor was already filled with smoke. The room consisted of hardwood floors wrapped around a large, open brazier—glowing hot coals providing heat for the hous...
His was standing, the computer set at eye level, his shoulders hunched as if he spent more time in that position than he did asleep. His head was clean-shaven, his ears small and slightly pointed near the tops. Garcia popped some gum in his mouth. “You look like an elf, Ramirez.” R...
He sat in his boxers and a plain white t-shirt at his kitchen table, his toes drumming the linoleum floor as he doodled on the notepad. His keys were in the basket on the counter with his wallet and badge. His gun was in the cabinet directly above the counter, safely out of his daughter’s r...