I went as fast as I could, digging my heels into the snow as I climbed. The cold air burned my lungs, and when I reached the hill's peak, so did the smoke coming off of Old Man's Den.

Once I reached the bottom of the hill, several shouts reached my ears that sounded like frantic calls for help.

I sped my pace as I crossed the road into town, hoping the fire hadn't gone out of hand yet. If the brothel evacuated everyone, it would be impossible to find Jade in the ...