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Part 4: The Truth
The library’s discovery weighed heavily on Alex, Addison, and Matheo as they trudged back to the covered bridge that night. The air was colder than before, and the mist seemed thicker, swirling ominously around their flashlights.
“She said we had to find the truth,” Alex murmured, gripping the old article they’d found. “This has to be it.”
“But how do we show her?” Addison asked, her voice trembling. “We can’t just hand her a newspaper.”
Matheo held up his phone. “I downloaded some old records we didn’t get to print. It mentions her father left town a week after her disappearance. People thought he couldn’t bear the shame, but what if he left because of what he did?”
Addison shuddered. “You think he…?”