12:34 A.M.

I've lived in this city since birth. I've lived in this house since birth. I've gotten used to the creaks and aches the house makes at night, most people do. I know the way the town sounds at night, with rain, snow, hail, wind, or simply nothingness. I know the way the forest sounds of animal calls and echoes. But most of all, I know the sounds of the town at 12:34 A.M.

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Aria Douglas is accustomed to Hillswood, Oregon and the sounds that riddle the shadows. She watches and listens to the hum of the town from a distance, piecing the mystery of Hillswood together. Aria seems to be the only who notices 12:34 A.M. until Adrian Blake returns to the town for his younger brother's funeral.