He Thought It Was Just Garden Junk — Until An Expert Says This

The room spun a little. Owen leaned against the counter, overwhelmed. “How the hell did it end up in my backyard?” he asked aloud. Dale shrugged. “That’s the bigger question.” Over the next few days, Owen started digging more—this time for clues, not just dirt. He researched property records, interviewed neighbors, even called the local historical society.