CHAPTER 205 All Roads Lead to a Wedding

*Wye*

The smoke had drifted away like a bad memory, leaving Oak Haven folks split between the scent of sizzling ribs and the sting of hospital antiseptic. Firefighters were still coiling hoses when I caught Chief Ramsey by the OHFD truck, his face streaked with sweat and irritation.

“Some dumb kids might've tossed a smoke grenade,” he muttered. “Thought it’d be a laugh.”

I nodded, pocketing the in