It was the last place in the world he wanted to be, a place that only a week earlier he had promised himself he would never go again, yet here he was, sometime after midnight, having come through an unlocked gate into Harmony Grove Cemetery. The gate was one Rich Harvey had showed him just a week earlier, the night Rich had tried to deliver him to the Coven to be killed.
Overhead, the clouds were low and heavy, threatening rain or even an early snow, but they reflected the lights of the city just enough so that the cemetery’s walkways and gravestones were just barely visible. John stood at the bottom of one of the walkways, staring up the hill at the shadowy outline of the Putnam plot, the place where a number of his ancestors on the other side of his family tree had been buried, and the
