ACT I
The swamp cooler in the corner choked and rattled, blowing wet, ninety-degree air into the room, but Cassie Monroy stood stiff on her pine crate like a statue people were supposed to bow...
Chapter I: Two Months in Tucson
The hospital room was a blinding, clinical void that promised a cure it couldn’t actually deliver. Adam Gutierrez lay pinned to a thin mattress. The starch-stiffened sheets felt like...
