Rain continued falling across the quarry.The storm had settled into a steady rhythm now, drumming against rocks, vehicles, and temporary shelters.Nobody seemed eager to leave.Not after what Obadiah had revealed.Owen Waore.A missing brother.A man connected to Grace.A man who had vanished almost as completely as the truth itself.Patricia stood near one of the vehicles, arms folded tightly across her chest.For years, she had believed her life was complicated.Now she was discovering it had been a carefully sealed box of secrets.Every answer produced three more questions.And all roads led back to one woman.Grace Akinyi.The mother she had never known.The woman who seemed to be at the center of everything.Several meters away, Joel Aliet spread documents across the hood of an SUV.The old journalist looked energized despite the late hour.Danger energized him.Mysteries energized him even more.Bethwel joined him."So?"Joel pointed toward three photographs.One showed Grace.
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