“If we’re on target, he’ll make a move for her. You might have to get tricky.”
Oh, she knew what he meant.
Cameras, surveillance, and all the things that Marines were damn good at. If they could catch him while he was trying to dig her up, they would have him.
She’d fill the whole cemetery with Marines in night vision to play catch the cuckoo.
“I’ll utilize that if need be.”
Oh, there was no doubt there.
“Call me if you need me,” Ethan said. “I’ll be awake working,” he added.
Elizabeth was to the point.
“Be safe yourself, and good luck tomorrow. You’ve got this, Shaman.”
He smiled.
“Thank you, my loves. I love each and every one of you. Not you, Ivan. You’re not my type.”
She laughed with Ivan looked relieved.
“See you tomorrow, EJ. Love you,” she added, and then she hung up.
When the call was disconnected, she was curious.
“Do we know where the newest burial site is in this cemetery?” she asked.
Gene pulled up the master list. On it, there was the name of the section of the cemetery.
Each area housed certain bodies. The one where they’d been today was for just anyone.
There was a children’s section.
There was a veterans section.
And there was one for members of the church.
“Yeah, nowhere near the others,” he said. “She was laid to rest at the other end of the cemetery in a family plot.”
Well, they were going to head there.
“We’re splitting up,” she admitted. “We have three names. Callen, you and Uriel take Joan Gehert’s grave. It’s over by where the killer likes to play. Check out Penny Rich’s, too. Let me know if you see anything weird.”
Ivan said nothing.
That was new.
“No comment, peanut gallery?” she asked.
He laughed.
“No, I’m just questioning my sanity. Guns and drive-bys, I get. Playing hide-and-seek in a cemetery…my world has hit an all-time new level of insanity.”
Yeah, tell her about it.
“Let’s just do it,” Ivan said. “I don’t like how creepy it is here. All those red-light candle thingies are giving me the willies,” he admitted.
