Damien's POVThe cemetery was quiet at eight in the morning.Chen had arranged for minimal personnel, just the exhumation team, a forensic specialist, and two officers. James had requested privacy and Chen had honored it. Alex stood between his brother and me, hands in his jacket pockets, watching the process with the careful stillness of someone who'd decided in advance not to fall apart.I stood close enough that our arms touched.There wasn't much to witness, practically speaking. The work was methodical, professional, and impersonal in the way these things had to be. James watched with his lawyer's eye, tracking procedure. Alex watched like he was saying something privately that didn't require words or witnesses.It took forty minutes. Then the forensic team moved in and Chen walked over."We'll have preliminary results within ten days," she said. "I'll call you directly.""Thank you," Alex said.She hesitated. "For what it's worth, what you did. Finding all of it. Most people wou
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