The Dry (Aaron Falk, #1)

by Jane Harper

Alone, in that monstrous wound, Falk put his face in his hands and, just once, screamed himself.

Luke Hadler may have had a light on waiting for him when he came home, but something else from this wretched, desperate community had seeped through that front door and into his home. And it had been rotten and thick and black enough to extinguish that light forever.