Angela Summer glanced at Philip Shaw, her expression changing, and walked to his side silently, gently supporting his arm.
She softly told the person to stop talking, but she knew in her heart that these details were something Philip Shaw needed to confirm himself.
She couldn't let him remain unaware of these things.
But didn't Philip Shaw already know these truths himself?
A close-range explosion can tear a person into pieces instantly, and at the center of the blaze, the nearly thousand-degree heat would only reduce a person to dust and ashes, buried together with the collapsed villa and the remains. How could you possibly find that person's remains in this scorched earth? Impossible, absolutely impossible.
This is a fact everyone knows, but Philip Shaw wanted to confirm it for himself, to understand that he couldn't even retrieve a single bone of hers.
