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

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seats.

Blood covered the passenger side.

The driver’s seat was almost clean.

Claire began to tremble.

The fourth photograph showed a broken wristwatch beneath the brake pedal.

Daniel reached for it.

“My father wore that watch.”

“How do you know?” I asked.

He removed an old photograph from his wallet.

A young Mark Hale stood beside a fishing boat.

The watch was continue reading …

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