At his explanation, Alex laughed.
“If you can’t make a joke, what are you going to do when you are neck deep in the fucking misery?” he asked, putting his sunglasses back on.
That was a good question.
Because Corbin was there.
“To the hotel,” he said. “Maybe you should catch a nap, partner. You look worn down,” Alex admitted.
Oh, he didn’t know that half of it.
Only, what Alex had said…it was a good question since he’d been trapped in the misery for far too long.
Since he lost the ability to love.
* * *The Blackhawk Family* * *
The Cemetery
The Meeting
As the man lumbered toward them, Ivan and Uriel got in front of the Blackhawks, and put their hands on their guns.
Hopefully, the not-so-jolly-looking giant would not do anything stupid.
Like, start swinging.
He was a beast, and while Uriel was big, crazy made people incredibly strong.
They should know.
They encountered it a lot.
As he approached, it started going South, right off the bat, and that was a bad sign.
“I almost lost my job!” he said. “You tried to get me fired! All I do is take care of the dead, and here you are, telling the church I’m doing a bad job!”
Oh, boy.
They’d done no such thing, but how were they going to convince this man of that?
Then, it escalated.
He grabbed a shovel.
Well, shit.
Raphael grabbed Ethan by the back of the shirt, and Callen too, and proceeded to back them up.
Someone looked like he was going to go insane. The man was holding a shovel, and he looked pissed.
So, of course, Elizabeth felt the need to move forward, not retreat.
Ivan was going to get her a psych evaluation sooner, rather than later.
“We’re not trying to get you fired,” Elizabeth admitted. “You do a good job. The cemetery is beautiful. If I lived near here, I’d absolutely want to be buried here.”
The man paused.
