A whisper from the grave nudged open a murder case.
On January twenty-third, eighteen ninety-seven, in Greenbrier County, West Virginia, Zona Heaster Shue was found dead. The local doctor, arriving late, called it a tragic collapse—an "everlasting faint." Neighbors murmured their sympathies and then fell silent. But one detail felt wrong: a stiff, high-collared scarf at Zona’s neck, carefully ...
