Into the Flames (Firehouse Fourteen book 4)
“The only sound was the rumble of the furnace, a muffled moan that came from somewhere below them in the ancient building. Maybe ancient was the wrong word. The building was just over a hundred years old, worn brick and plaster and rough beams giving it a charm that fairly screamed with atmosphere. It was a perfect building in a perfect location to house a trendy gallery that catered to the perfect people in the surrounding neighborhoods.
Melanie Reeves just wished it wasn't quite so warm.
... She pushed the hair from her face and brought her thumb to her mouth, absently chewing on the ragged, stained cuticle. She realized what she was doing and pulled her hand away, curling it into a tight fist and letting it drop to her lap.
Maybe it wasn't the heat coming from the old furnace that caused a fine sheen of sweat to break out along her hairline and the back of her neck. Maybe it was nerves.
Melanie was always nervous when she brought her pieces in, waiting in silence, barely daring to breathe while Anna studied them with her discerning eye.MoreLess
Melanie Reeves just wished it wasn't quite so warm.
... She pushed the hair from her face and brought her thumb to her mouth, absently chewing on the ragged, stained cuticle. She realized what she was doing and pulled her hand away, curling it into a tight fist and letting it drop to her lap.
Maybe it wasn't the heat coming from the old furnace that caused a fine sheen of sweat to break out along her hairline and the back of her neck. Maybe it was nerves.
Melanie was always nervous when she brought her pieces in, waiting in silence, barely daring to breathe while Anna studied them with her discerning eye.MoreLess
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