Maya returned to Birch Ridge Forest early the next morning. The tranquil woodland silence she loved was completely shattered. From deep within the trees echoed heavy footsteps, harsh shouting, and metal shovels digging into the soil.
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Keeping low, she crept silently through the thick brush toward the clearing where she had made her discovery. Her heart sank when she reached the edge of the trees. Over twenty men were ruthlessly tearing up the forest floor with picks and shovels.
Standing in the center was the stranger from the library, screaming ruthless orders at his crew. There was no scholar's coat now—only an unhinged, dangerous man leading a massive excavation. Maya knew that she had been right in refusing to trust him entirely.
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