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The powerful snowstorm blew itself out by Friday morning, but the firestorm of controversy in regards to the astonishing discovery of the clandestine drug lab was just heating up. Because the investigation was in its infancy and the justice system tends to move at a snail’s pace, I knew it would be months and perhaps years before all the salacious details of the extraordinary story would come to light.
Burton’s Carr’s body wasn’t discovered until late Thursday afternoon and only then because of Daisy Dorcett’s annoying persistence. True to her compulsive nature, she’d been out walking in the storm the previous evening photographing snowflakes when she’d seen his truck heading up the mountain towards the closed Forest Service road. She’d hurried home to tell Darcy, who had
