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Rand made one pass by the cemetery before veering off, heading the opposite way and parking in a grocery store parking lot.
“It’s too dark,” he said.
I agreed. I hadn’t thought far enough ahead to remember how spooky a cemetery would look at ten o’clock at night. I realized it’d be dark, but I was more focused on getting there in time. And it wasn’t that I hadn’t fully understood that I was out of my element, but this drove it home in a way that made me cling to Rand.
He cursed. “I’m starting to agree with Brett. I don’t want you going in there alone. You don’t even have a gun or knife.”
“We drove all of this way. I have to do something.”
“Then I’m going with you.”
“The message said to come alone or don’t come at all.”
“Then don’t.”
“I guarantee Brett is somewhere in there alon
