fire. tis the source of life for mankind. the force that brings us together.

fire. the symbol of ambition. the seal of danger. the mark of foolish acts.

if only to play with fire—such joy, worry, and danger....

Favorite color? No idea. But his darkest secrets? Those i knew well. I thought.

Agent Collins had been on the job for a little over a year, yet—for some reason—I couldn’t seem to feel tranquil near him.

Something about the way he walked and the way he looked at the rest of us set off an alarm in by brain. An alarm that told me to run, but my feet stayed still.

“Hellooo! Branton!” Collins wa...

With every page turn

You make my heart burn

Like a double sided mirror, Im reaching for you

But its you on the other side that can see through

With every page turn

More about you i learn

I see you in ways others might not

But you cant see me in ways that you ought

With every new page toward the end

I remember through all we’ve been

Your ups and downs, your twists and turns

Yet theres nothing a...

No one knew what it meant. Ironic since the writing was literally on the wall.

One day everything was normal—everyone waa at work and all the kids were at school, et cetera. But someone wanted that to change.

A body was found a couple days ago and my team and I have yet to find anything. The body was shot and stabbed. I assume a few bullets to the chest and one to the head wasn’t cutting it.

...

I woke up that morning feeling empty. The morning, that is, of my first day at my new job. The morning, that is, of my first full day out in the rinky-dink town of Autumn Hills.

A month ago, I began my move here. I’m still not sure as to why I woke up one day and decided to move from my hometown of New York City.

Seriously, I loved it—the honking cars, the yelling, the nasty looks, the rush of...