
The world was a furnace, and Miller’s Gas & Go was the furnace door. It was just a speck of…

CHAPTER 1: The Long Walk Home The autumn wind swept down Maple Street, kicking up swirls of gold and…

CHAPTER 1: THE GHOST IN THE ALLEY The headache was a living thing, pulsing behind Deshawn Carter’s eyes like…

Dio Adawale controlava a logística global de três continentes. Ela não lidava com atrasos. Ela não lidava com surpresas. E…

Part 1: The Scrambled Egg Incident Chapter 1: The Arrogance of the Apex Predator The scent of stale…

“Não tenho para onde ir”, sussurrou a mulher grávida, a voz embargada pelo cansaço, enquanto se deixava cair à sombra…

The Ghost of Raptor Six PART 1: The Invisible Mechanic The hangar didn’t just smell of jet fuel and hydraulic…

Minha família me processou por uma herança de 2 milhões de dólares — mas quando o juiz leu o testamento,…

The air at Fort Sheridan hung thick and heavy, smelling of Carolina pine and the damp, black earth left behind…

PART 1 Chapter 1: The Cold Morning’s Omen The cold in Pine Valley, Montana, wasn’t just a number…

PART 1: THE INVISIBLE PILOT Alabama doesn’t just get hot; it tries to cook you alive. It was 0530, and…

THE GHOST IN COURTROOM 7B PART 1 The fluorescent lights of Courtroom 7B hummed with a sound that felt like…

THE GHOST OF GRANITE REACH PART 1: The Dead Don’t Bleed They told the world I was dead. The United…

The Ghost of Glenidge Academy PART 1: The Silence Before the Storm The air inside the cockpit of an AH-64…

The question landed like a shard of ice in the warm, expectant air of the auditorium. “Is this some kind…

CHAPTER 1: The Invisible Soldier The marble floor of the Riverside Mall was polished to such a high sheen that…

PART 1: The Silence of the Anchor The Anchor & Anchor didn’t just smell like stale beer and fried…

PART 1: THE CRUCIBLE Chapter 1: The Weight of a Name The humidity on the West Point parade grounds that…

The sun was a pale promise, a faint wash of grey thinning to gold on the eastern horizon, when Frank…

PART 1: THE INVISIBLE PRISONER The cold in Oregon isn’t like the cold in the Hindu Kush. In the…