Riding Thunder

No doubt, Death's presence lay here.

Buried in the thick forest, the cabin rested alone and undisturbed far from any trail. A hiker really had to want to get there. Now, Harkness stands with her hand on the door handle. What secrets await?

Too bad the corpse only started her problems.

A bone-chilling tale about an anthropology student whose curiosity gets the best of her. May that be all that takes offense at her snoopiness.