Chapter 8

"That was number twenty two?"  I pointed at the charred mess of timbers.  I couldn't believe it had been a house.  The ground around was charred and burned, and there didn't seem to be enough left for a whole house to have been there.

"Yeah, I know what you're thinking.  Not much left eh?  Well, ashes don't make up to a great deal I guess."

"Was Mr Marshall… was anyone home?"

The man shook his head.

"Nah, the police said that the place was empty.  At least, they didn't find any bodies.  There...