The car bounced over the dusty hill into the darkness of the unlit, unpaved roadway, and the passenger instinctively reached for the oh-s**t handle above his head. “Slow down, man. Where’s the fire?”
“I just wanna take a look at her grave and make it back before someone catches us out here. I’m already on Gunny’s last nerve.”
“It’s not even midnight yet,” Corporal Mizzell answered, pointing to the car’s dashboard clock. “No one’s gonna even know we’re missing for at least another hour.”
“Is that it there?” Corporal Ross asked.
“All I know is that it’s supposed to be behind a chain-link fence on the left-hand side, just beyond the tree line.”
Ross pulled the car to the side of the road and activated his Maglite. He slowly scanned left to right, the beam infiltrated with floating pollen
