Rachel leaned closer to the screen.
Her hands trembled slightly as she zoomed in further.
The carving became clearer.
The symbol matched what historians called a crossroads marker — a sign that once indicated a safe house where freedom seekers could find shelter, food, and guidance on their journey north.
Rachel leaned back slowly in her chair and removed her glasses.
She rubbed her eyes, trying to calm the sudden rush of adrenaline.
For nearly twenty minutes she compared the image with photographs from her digital library of Underground Railroad markings.
There was no doubt.
The carving matched perfectly.
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