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

go.”

“Mercy won’t leave him.”

“Then we bring him in a heated carrier.”

Evelyn sighed.

“This is an extraordinarily bad idea.”

Daniel picked up his keys.

“It is also the only idea we have.”

Twenty minutes later, we drove into the wounded white city with Mercy sitting between Daniel and me in the back seat.

Promise slept inside a padded carrier on my lap.

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