Whispers of Existence

Previously

…Clara stood up, her earlier impatience replaced by a grim determination. Her cold case, the one that had stalled for years, suddenly felt intimately connected to Alistair’s research. The missing persons reports she’d pored over, the hushed whispers from the town’s older residents, the inexplicable silence surrounding certain families – it all started to click into place. “We need to go through the town archives,” she stated, her voice firm. “Public records, old newspapers, property deeds. If these families were involved, there have to be traces. A paper trail, no matter how well hidden.” Alistair nodded