This was something Deputy Winslow would typically do, and Santiago had kept her up to speed. But since there was no real police work to be done and it was Sunday, he decided it would be fine for me to help with this small thing and let Savannah enjoy the rest of her day off. “She’ll have a busy enough week ahead anyway,” he said. “Besides, it’ll give me a chance to pay my own respects to the people there.”
“We don’t know for sure anyone is buried there,” I said, hearing the incredulity in my voice even as I spoke. “I mean, I think people are buried there, and we need to treat it with respect. But it wouldn’t be wise to presume anything.”
Mary sighed. “Exactly. We need to act as if, but also not spread any rumors.”
“Agreed,” Santiago said as Mary walked toward her car. “So nothing to any
