# She Was Buried Beneath the Snow. He Was Buried Beneath the Truth.

car.”

“I was in the passenger seat.”

“You had been drinking.”

“I had one beer.”

“You argued with her.”

“That part I remember.”

“You told her you were leaving with Mark.”

Claire’s breath caught.

“Mark?”

“Mark Hale.”

Daniel’s face entered my thoughts.

His scar.

His gray eyes.

Claire turned her head toward the window.

“I had not heard that name in years.”

“Judge Hale’s continue reading …