“Will’s been arrested.” Micah tossed me some clothes. “He started a fire at the Cove.” Huh? “The Cove?” I held the clothes to my chest, trying to make sense out of what they were telling me, my chest slowly constricting. He started a fire at the Cove? And he was now sitting in jail? Son of a bitch. I growled, shooting off the bed. “One day! Not even one day back in town and he’s back in a cell!” I unhooked my overalls and pulled on the black, long-sleeved shirt. “Ugh!”
