🗝️Detective Ryker Viltarin must uncover dark secrets before he loses not only his heart but also his life.🗝️
You're on your own, far from home
The wind is blowing in the top of the pines
A gloomy sky where the sun never shines
Deep...
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Outside, a storm rumbled and made the land tremble under the force of its wrath. The rain fell so heavily that it hammered against the windowpanes like thousands of tiny hailstones, and the wind moaned like a nostalgic lament.
Evelyn saw the blurred outline of her room as she pushed her feet out of bed. A floorboard before her bed creaked treacherously as she put her weight on it and felt for her mobile phone on the bedside table.
A click, then the screen lit up. It showed the photo of her and Liam. Her son was grinning broadly at the camera, the little frog he had fished out of the lake and placed on her head with a leaf. The dim light from the display made the silhouettes of her bed and the bedside table clearer. It flooded into the room, and Eve listened into the darkness.
Rain, the rumble of thunder. Lightning flashed behind the thick curtains of her window.
Then she heard it again: a shattering.
Like glass or porcelain breaking on the floor.
With a soft sigh, she pushed herself up from the edge of the bed and illuminated her way into the corridor with a bit of light from her mobile phone. Her bare feet left a soft, clattering sound on the wooden floor. The squeaking sound from the worn wooden floorboards accompanied her every step where no carpet had been laid.
The corridor passed her in a blur as she arrived at Ri's door. No light shone through it. Either she seemed asleep or hadn't yet returned from her night shift at the Northern Riot Rock pub.
Then it sounded again. A clatter, then a crack.
"Liam?" she asked quietly into the darkness.
No answer.
A strange feeling stirred in her chest. A growing unease had instinctively stirred in people since the dawn of time when they moved in the dark. Her smooth brow furrowed as she descended the stairs to the ground floor.
The remains of the fire glowed in the fireplace, but it wasn't enough to keep the cozy room warm. Eve wrapped the dressing gown more tightly around her body, but it didn't help.
