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

me the first day we met.”

“She knows many people.”

“She slept beside my bed the first night Claire brought her over.”

“That proves you smell familiar to a dog.”

Daniel looked through the window at Claire.

“I have Mark Hale’s eyes.”

“So does half of Minnesota.”

“And I have her blood type.”

“That proves even less.”

He reached beneath his shirt and removed a chain.continue reading …