Julie leaned in to look closely at them, and she saw that they seemed to have been cut with a chisel rather than a knife. The edges were precise, and each gouge was a neat valley in the wood. “Someone went to a lot of trouble with this message too. Daniel’s theory might be correct after all.” “If...
Kenneth, in keeping with his previous bored attitude, had donned a George Washington–style coat over his Hawaiian print shirt. He’d at least changed out of his khaki shorts and put on khaki slacks. If Julie had been handing out prizes for the worst-dressed, he would have won hands down. On the ot...