The Hallow Beneath Us: A Mystery

Evelyn didn't move for a long time. She was waiting for the sensation of being watched to dissipate, but it only sharpened. Every shadow between the encroaching treeline seemed to possess mass and intent. This was the place she had meticulously erased from her resume, the geography of her greatest professional failures and her deepest personal wounds. Returning hadn’t been a choice; it had been a surrender to a gravitational pull she couldn't outrun.She stepped out of the car. The gravel crunched under her boots, a violent sound in the oppressive quiet. She reached into the trunk and hauled her duffel bag onto her shoulder, the weight familiar and grounding. As she moved toward the porch, the beam of her flashlight cut through the gloom, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air like microscopic insects.That was when she saw it. Read more