"He's been dead and gone for ages. There's no way he can harm anybody now. Somebody else must've messed up Madelyn's fingers. I don't know who did it or why they did it," Alicia spoke in a calm tone, but tears began to well up in her eyes.
Louis looked down at the old, plain gravestone with wilted flowers in front of it. The name on the stone was faded, and he had to squint to read it.
He thought to himself, "When I asked her about Chuck, she dodged the question. Then I checked the surveillance footage and saw a figure that looked like Chuck. Now she's spittin' out lies to cover her tracks. She don't even know I had folks diggin' up info on Chuck the minute she mentioned him in her sleep."
"All 98 villagers here shared the same story: there was no Chuck. So the man buried in the grave couldn't be Chuck."
