Della Engle stares over broken slabs of land. The remains of a small farm. Something chewed up the ground.
Something big. Something unworldly.
Asked to compile a set of drone photographs, the unexpected mess stops Della cold.
If only there was some sign of the guy who contracted her.
A story of challenge and integrity. Along with a little straight out wierdness.
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