Beneath the Murda Bay Surface

Previously

…Rossi and Miller exchanged a look. Miller’s expression was one of weary resignation, while Rossi’s was a mixture of apprehension and a growing, unsettling certainty. The shadow of Building C was deepening, and the whispers Thorne spoke of were beginning to echo in her own mind. The case of Mr. Henderson, the seemingly simple accident, was rapidly unraveling, revealing a tapestry of fear, suspicion, and a history far darker than anyone at Murda Bay had dared to admit. The truth, she suspected, was lurking just beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment to emerge from the shadows. And she had a feeling that moment was fast approaching.