As they walked around the not-so-big cemetery, she checked out the tombstones.
Most of them were old, but that’s when she saw the newer one in a back corner. It was near some flowers, and it looked like something that Jeffrey would have for his mother.
“That will be it.”
They headed toward it, and Elizabeth could feel the chill in the air that hadn’t been there before.
Yeah, this was off.
VERY.
OFF.
As they approached, there was the grave with Opal’s name etched into it.
Gene looked closer, and that’s when he saw something that he shouldn’t be seeing.
“Oh, boy.”
That had Ethan’s attention.
“What?” he asked.
Gene pointed.
“Why is there a patch of dirt in the middle of the flowers that looks like it was just disturbed?”
Elizabeth looked closer and she didn’t like the size of it.
“Well, fuck,” she muttered. “He’s been here, and he’s left me something.”
Ethan stopped her from moving closer.
“I don’t like this,” he said.
Well, yeah, her either, but here they were, playing some sick scavenger hunt where they went around finding remnants of this nut’s bullshittery.
“I have to look. He needs me to look so I can see if this is the next clue, or clusterfuck.”
He knew, but he didn’t have to like it.
“Raph, give me your gloves,” she said, knowing he had black leather ones tucked into the back of his cargo pants for‘work-related’things.
He gave her his gloves, and they were going to be big, but they would protect her from anything sharp.
Going to her knees, she brushed some of the dirt away. When she did, Elizabeth knew it was a shallow hole. She touched something immediately, and it was…squishy.
“What is it?” Gene asked, beside her.
She wasn’t sure. Moving her fingers around it, she could feel the outline.
That’s when she knew.
“It’s a head,” she said, taking a stab at it.
As Ivan approached, he was appalled.
“What are you doing?” he asked, as she was on her knees, and playing in the dirt.
