When my shift is over, I change into workout tights and a T-shirt and drive up the road a few miles to the San Juan National Forest. It’s a perfect spring evening temperature-wise. There’s a slight breeze and only a few wispy, non -threatening clouds scattered across the sky.
So it begins with the suspect list and a charming blossoming romance perhaps? Also, how cheap do these buggers pay off their staff?
Two chapters in and I’m hooked!
I’m loving the mystery aspects of this story! So curious about what type of people the suspects are
So glad you're enjoying it!