Accusations were laid out but there was no arguing amongst the group. Their views may conflict but any evidence given was hardly rock solid.
With world weary sighs the people returned to their homes, on edge and just hoping that they would live one more day, that they wouldn't be the ones laid to rest tonight.
In each house was a basket full of fruit and veg, a present? The edges of the basket were slightly burnt from the hand of the carrier, but the food itself was fine. Each came with a note, "Stay healthy, stay fresh."
It was going to be a long night.
Up in her big fancy office she watched the model. That fire wraith worried her, why hadn't the woman burst down her door yet?