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Old Secrets

Eddie Granger, the town’s self-appointed historian, shuffled over with a folder under his arm. “This land used to belong to the Order of the Crimson Lamb,” he announced. People blinked at him. “Who?” Carla asked. “Religious nutters from way back,” he said. “They had a big chapel and tunnels, I think.” No one took him seriously. But no one laughed either.
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