Chapter 180: The Silence Between Graves

Chapter 180: The Silence Between Graves

The gravel path crunched beneath their feet as they stepped into the cemetery. A soft breeze rustled through the rows of old trees, their leaves whispering quietly in the morning stillness. Unlike public cemeteries, this one had an air of solemn exclusivity. High hedges enclosed the estate, trimmed and polished, with a wrought iron gate that bore the Ford family crest. It was silent here, save for the rustle of nature and the occasional distant chirp of a bird. The air carried the cool, earthy scent of stone and dew.

Leonard walked ahead, hands in his pockets, dressed in black from head to toe. Each step he took felt heavier than the last, as though time itself was wrapping tighter around his shoulders.

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