Inside the upper loft of the stone grist mill, where the great wooden gearing mechanism of the waterwheel met the heavy timber joists, Nathan discovered an iron-bound surveyor's chest wedged behind a stack of seasoned cedar boards. With Claire holding the lantern, Nathan carefully pried loose the rusted padlock with a pry bar. Inside, nestled between layers of oilcloth and dried lavender, lay a series of hand-drawn cartographic surveys on…
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