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

give a name.”

“The paramedic knew mine.”

Evelyn folded her hands.

“Daniel Reed saw an identification card in your wallet.”

“I don’t carry identification.”

Her eyes shifted.

That small movement told me she knew more than she intended to say.

“Where is he?” I asked.

“His shift ended.”

“Did he say anything about the dog?”

“No.”

“He called her Mercy.”

Evelyn became continue reading …