In the basement area, I think.”

“Which hospital project?” Martha demanded.

“The facility that Samuel shut down late last year,” Christopher explained hurriedly.

“Over on the west side of the county.”

Samuel backed away toward the paved road.

Martha’s voice shook as she asked the question terrifying her most.

“Whose body is lying in this box in front of me?”

The phone line crackled with heavy interference, and Christopher began to cry softly.