I was supposed to be off-duty. I’d already worked a double shift, and the last thing I wanted was to

I’ve been on patrol around Salem Creek for almost eight years now. It’s a quiet subdivision—mostly retirees, dog walkers, the

I sat on the dry grass, running my fingers over the bare patch of earth where my husband was buried.

Today was my grandfather’s 87th birthday. We did a small thing at my aunt’s house—just close family, some cake, and

It was past midnight when I heard them—slow, deliberate footsteps just outside my living room window. My heart pounded as