Chapter 28
Maple Hill was the oldest cemetery in town and Chris’s favorite. He loved its ornate tombstones and large mausoleums; the roads running through it were lined with maple and oak trees, their limbs reaching over the graves and giving beauty to a place of sadness. Usually Chris found peace on his visits there, but today he was too concerned about Bart Nolan to feel at peace with anything.
Dylan and Ron were going to enter the cemetery on foot through the side gate to be nearby in case things took a bad turn, but Chris would have felt better to have them at his side. He slid the earpiece into place and then felt the button on his shirt pocket. The small camera hidden there felt secure and eased his concern. This meeting was going to give them a lead to the killer, he just knew it.
