Chapter 4 - What Lay Behind the Plaster
The first swing of the sledgehammer echoed like a gunshot through the multi-million-dollar suburban mansion in Westchester County.
Plaster shattered in grey clouds, revealing thick wooden studs and a hidden reinforced hollow space behind the floral wallpaper.
Lily buried her face into Ethan’s waist, covering her ears while her tiny body shivered in uncontrollable waves of shock.
A sickening, metallic odor immediately bloomed from the cavity, filling the air with the unmistakable stench of old decay.
Officer Harrison turned away, covering his mouth with his gloved hand as Detective Miller shone his high-lumen tactical light into the void.
Inside the narrow drywall tomb lay a faded silver designer handbag and a preserved leather coat belonging to David's late wife, Sarah.
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"My God..." David choked out, dropping to his knees as the world spun wildly on its axis around him.
"You told me she abandoned us three years ago and fled to Europe!" David screamed at Evelyn, his voice tearing from his throat.
