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

“Who are you?” I asked.

“My name is Daniel Reed.”

“I know your name.”

I leaned on the cane and moved closer.

“I want to know who you are to my daughter.”

Daniel stood slowly.

“I met Claire nine months ago.”

“At the county records office.”

“That’s not an answer.”

“She was researching an old criminal case.”

My hand tightened around the cane.

“Mine?”

Mercy stood continue reading …