Soren stood frozen, the can of gasoline clutched in front of him. “I came to rescue you,” Gabe said sheepishly from his place on the porch, not making any move to get closer. “I’m burning a body,” Soren explained, voice dull. He didn’t know what to think. He didn’t know how to feel. Gabe sighed, running a hand through his hair. He looked at Soren with hopeful eyes. “Can I help?”
