Malz's brows were deeply furrowed, his face wearing an expression of disbelief as he stooped low to carefully examine the body that had just been unearthed—though the coat and trousers were gone, the face was unmistakable, and that prominent beard was striking enough to have left a deep impression on him.
And so the question arose.
The body buried underground was Frank.
But who was the charred body?
Could it also be Frank?
It certainly couldn't be that there were two Franks, could it?
The gaze of the old sheriff subconsciously turned to his partner, and upon seeing Arthur's indifferent expression, the old sheriff immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't know what Arthur had seen, or what he had "heard."
But the old sheriff knew that as long as Arthur was there, nothing would be a problem.
Kuke felt the same way—although he had never truly witnessed the abilities of a 'Spirit Medium,' the newspapers had reported on them more than once.
