The Dying Kind

Vela was tasked with examining her sister's corpse. Ever the golden child, Carina's passing meant that all hands were on-deck according to Vela's mother. And so, Vela found herself in Alaska to ensure, as a mortician herself, that her sister's body was prepared for transport and burial.

Nevermind that that she was out of her comfort zone in more ways than one: being away from the warm sun of Arizona, stepping out of her familiar morgue, and staring into her own sister's glassy, empty eyes. Nevermind that. She was finally doing something her mother would praise her for. A compassionate act the woman could tell her friends about. Vela's life in a funeral home wasn't something her mother could often write her friends about. Not like Carina, the hiker. Carina the, park ranger. Carina the 'Adventurous One'.

But as Vela was making final preparations, something nagged at her, causing her to take up an empty position at a mortuary in Anchorage. An out of character act. What enticed her to stay in that godforsaken final frontier?

Was it the call of the vast wilderness that had claimed her sister's life? The enigmatic man with pensive eyes that hung around the mortuary? Or the oddities surrounding her sister's death? Follow Vela into the snowy unknown to find out.

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