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Haven Point Lodge, How May I Help You?

Jaimie Carrigan stands on the edge of an ice-covered Adirondack pond, listening for the awful scream that was called into dispatch. Standing next to her is K9 Moe, a hundred and fifty five pound Rottweiler.

He knows something is wrong.

But they are too new. Too raw. Too body-silent, both of them, to be able to communicate the disquiet each feels down to the bone.

On paper, Officer Carrigan looks like an exemplary rookie. Technically, she is. She's also the target in the small Sub-station full of old-time officers and firemen. And has been for the past fifteen months. As the rookie, even after all this time, it's her duty to cover shifts, deal with a whacked-out, ever-changing schedule that rarely involves daylight hours, and run long patrol routes with only Moe to keep her company in the moonlit hours.

Living with her Aunt Jesse in Haven Point Lodge has its advantages. A room with a bed that she has to share...