The Measured Boundary of Legacy and the Inevitable Collapse of False Intentions
CHAPTER 1: THE SHIFTING LINE The sound reached him before the old truck cleared the final bend of Landmark Lane. It was the heavy, rhythmic scrape of square-point shovels biting deep into sod, followed by the metallic hiss of dry sand pouring onto packed earth. Raymond Vance shifted down, his calloused palm resting on the…