Griffith Tavern (Taryn's Camera Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Or, at least, as intact as it had looked since her arrival. She could smell an acrid, charred scent, though, and thin wisps of smoke were still curling into the sky. When she walked around to the back she could see half a dozen firemen trudging through the ruins and poking at piles of black lumber and bricks, putting out small flames with hoses. The entire tavern part was gone, leaving a gaping hole in the back, making it look like someone who’d been caught with their skirts up. It was overcast and calling for rain. What even a week of being exposed could do to that part of the house might just be irreversible. “I know what you’re thinking,” Daniel sighed. “The back of the house there being open. Some friends got together with tarps and big tents and stuff. We’re going to cover it up as soon as the firemen leave.” That would help, for now. “Do they have any idea who did this?” Daniel shrugged. He looked rough and wild, like he’d been up all night.
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