Graves hasn’t always been gullible, but for a pretty girl?

I ain’t nothin’ but a sinner.

Her house is up in flames. The fire dept.’s quick, working through it. She’s unscathed, not even a cough. What’s this little lady up to?

“Y’sure you didn’t do this yourself? Left a stove on?” Graves inquires, notepad and pen in hand. She’s a fine thing, but he’s focused on the task. Or at least I’m tryin’ to. “A candle? Maybe even light it up on purpose?” He adds, leaning against his police car.