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

face looking up from the darkness.

Claire’s gray eyes met mine for the first time in twenty-nine years.

“Dad,” she whispered.

**The daughter who believed I had murdered her mother had come back to prove I had not.**

## PART THREE
## THE DAUGHTER BENEATH THE FLOOR

Firefighters arrived within twelve minutes, though each minute felt like a winter.

Claire had continue reading …