387: Shadows of Thanksgiving
The frosty morning brought an unexpected chill to Alex's heart as he reviewed the snowy scenes captured by Bauer, the ghostly calm of the first snow juxtaposing with the brewing storm within his family. With Thanksgiving upon them, it wasn't just the weather that was turning; emotions were swirling, heavy with foreboding and anticipation.
As Alex prepared for the day, his phone buzzed—a message from Stark, freshly discharged from the hospital and brimming with schemes. "Tonight, I need everyone on board. We might uncover what Dad has been hiding all these years."
Thanksgiving had always cast a long shadow over their family, a reminder of their mother's absence, marked by their father's annual pilgrimage to her grave. But this year, Stark proposed a different kind of observance—an unveiling of secrets that might finally explain their recent misfortunes.
Throughout the day, Alex couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. Each attempt to distract himself—whether through thoughtful gifts

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