Chapter 137 Chapter 137: Smoke on the Horizon

MORRIS’ POV

I woke to the smell of smoke. Not the clean woodsmoke from the hearth, this was sharp, oily, carried on the wind that rattled the shutters. My eyes snapped open. Sharon was already sitting up beside me, rigid, listening.

“You smell that?” she whispered.

I was out of bed before she...

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