

Introduction
When burnt-out attorney Noah Keene returns to Bellview to care for his mentally unstable father, he isn’t looking to play hero. But a house fire, a murdered teenager, and two accused boys—one poor, one powerful—pull him into a legal storm.
His father, once a respected prosecutor, whispers fragmented warnings about “the boy in red” and secrets buried in the town’s courthouse basement. Noah dismisses it—until the pieces start falling into place.
The deeper he digs, the more Bellview reveals: rigged verdicts, missing children, and the name everyone buried—Carter Mayfield, a boy who vanished years ago in a fire nobody could explain.
But Carter isn’t dead. He’s back.
And everything Noah thought he was fighting for is a lie.
In a town where justice was bought, guilt was manufactured, and heroes were played like pawns—some truths don’t deserve justice.
Chapter 1
It was the smoke Noah Keene noticed first.
Thick. Black. Hanging low in the air like a secret no one wanted to speak. He slowed the car, cracked the window, and caught the sharp scent of something that wasn’t just burning wood. Plastic maybe. Or paint. Or memory.
The road curved, just past the sign that still read Welcome to Bellview — A Safe Place to Call Home. The irony hit harder than the smell.
A red glow flickered through the trees.
He pulled to the shoulder.
The house was already half gone. Flames punched through the roof like fists. Every window was shattered, coughing smoke into the night. Sirens howled from somewhere behind him, getting closer.
Noah stepped out of the car and just stood there.
No one else had arrived yet.
Except for the boy.
He couldn’t have been older than sixteen, maybe seventeen. Thin. Shoulders hunched. Standing too close to the fire, close enough to feel it on his skin. His eyes were wide, but empty, like they were watching something he couldn’t explain.
Noah took a step toward him.
“Hey!” he called out.
The boy didn’t move.
“Hey, kid!”
Still nothing. Just the crackling of the fire. The distant scream of a fire truck.
Noah tried again, closer this time. “You all right? Did someone call 9-1-1?”
The boy blinked.
“They’re gone,” he whispered.
“Who’s gone?”
The boy’s lips moved, but the words didn’t come out.
Behind them, flashing lights finally broke through the trees. Two fire trucks. A deputy car. An ambulance that didn’t seem in a hurry.
The boy turned his head, just a little.
“Did you see what happened?” Noah asked. “Were you inside?”
The boy looked at him then. Really looked. And something passed between them—quick, fragile, like glass cracking.
He shook his head. Slowly. But Noah wasn’t convinced.
Sirens cut off. Firefighters rushed past them. Hoses hissed. Water met flame in a violent cloud of steam. The deputy, a tall man with a beer gut and a mouth full of sunflower seeds, approached with practiced boredom.
“You a relative?” the deputy asked, nodding toward the boy.
“No,” Noah said. “I just got here.”
The deputy grunted. “Kid’s name is Isaiah Reed. Lives here. Lived. Fire marshal’s on his way. You know how to stay out of the way?”
“I’m good at that,” Noah said.
The deputy didn’t laugh. He turned and walked toward the house.
Noah looked at the boy again—Isaiah—and saw the way his fingers were twitching. Not panic. Not shock. Something else. Like his body wanted to run but didn’t know where.
“Isaiah,” Noah said, softer this time. “You sure you’re okay?”
“They were inside,” Isaiah whispered. “I tried. I swear I tried.”
The words chilled Noah more than the wind.
He looked past the boy at what used to be a front door, now just a jagged hole in a burning wall.
“Who was inside?”
Isaiah opened his mouth, but another voice answered.
“Nobody,” the deputy said, reappearing suddenly. “He’s confused. Probably inhaled too much smoke.”
Isaiah flinched when the deputy touched his arm.
“We’ll get you checked out,” the man said. “C’mon now.”
Isaiah looked at Noah like he wanted to say something else. Like he needed to. But he let the deputy lead him away.
Noah stood alone as water slammed into the roof. Part of it gave in. Sparks shot up like fireflies.
He reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a cigarette he hadn't smoked in four years, and lit it.
This wasn’t his business. He hadn’t come back to Bellview for fires or boys with secrets in their eyes.
He was here because his father had gone mad.
Because the home he swore he’d never return to had called him back with a hospital note and a nurse’s voice saying, “He doesn’t recognize anyone but you.”
And yet, standing in the glow of the fire, listening to Isaiah’s words echo in his head, he knew—deep down, in that part of himself he hated—that this night was going to follow him.
Even after the smoke cleared.
Even after the fire died.
Because sometimes a beginning doesn’t feel like one.
It feels like ash.
And breath held too long.
And the moment just before the truth shows its face.
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Last Updated: 9/2/2025#33 Chapter 33: Jordan’s First Statement
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