Outside beneath the cold glow of moonlight, their conversation shed all pretense.
“Your father’s death was never what the town believed,” Wade said firmly, his voice steady with certainty rather than accusation.
June’s expression hardened.
“You speak dangerously without proof,” she warned.
“I found the abandoned mine,” Wade continued. “And the grave concealed beneath stone.”
Silence pressed heavily between them.
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