Earthquake Reveals Tunnel On Farmer’s Land, Then They See Where It Leads

The Failed Plan

Next to the helmet, half-buried in rubble, sat a coil of blasting cord. The outer layers were scorched, the end blackened as if fire had kissed it.

Harold spoke softly. “She tried to blow the valve. To end it all. But I stopped her. Said it would flood the town. She didn’t listen.”