Fire Beneath

When the old parish burns to the ground, the people of Willow Ridge blame the storm. Sheriff Dale Fenton knows better. A single body lies buried in the ruin, and the scene feels wrong from the first step he takes into the ash. Heat still rises from the slab long after the flames are gone. The broken bell tower hides a door that should not exist. And the air beneath the ruin carries a cold breath that does not belong to any fire.As the town gathers to whisper names from the past, Fenton uncovers hidden rooms carved deep under the church. Rooms kept clean. Rooms supplied. Rooms used. A ledger sits in the dark with entries that were never meant for daylight. A drain runs beneath the stone with stains that no rain can erase. And someone in Willow Ridge has been walking those steps long after the town thought the place was silent.Fear spreads across the streets while old grudges rise again. Families are watched. Strangers appear with smiles that do not reach their eyes. People vanish from the edge of town. Every hour brings another sign that the fire was only the beginning.Fenton races to uncover the truth as the town turns ready to hunt its own. The deeper he digs, the more he realizes the danger is not the story people tell. It is the story someone has worked very hard to hide.Some fires destroy.Some fires reveal.This one does both.