The Sleeping Giant of Kansas

Previously

…She zoomed in, isolating the data point. It coincided, with unnerving precision, with the seismic whispers Aris had been tracking. A shiver, not of cold but of a prickling intuition, traced its way down her spine. The plains above were so still, so deceptively peaceful. But beneath them, a colossal slumber was being disturbed. And Aris Thorne, with his old-fashioned charts and his unwavering focus, was the first to hear the faint, unsettling lullaby of the sleeping giant.