CHAPTER 15
Back in the van, the silence stretches. If the others were here, they might be making comments about my father’s level of paranoia. Rooster would be cracking jokes. Mack might still be oscillating between acceptance and disbelief that where we’re headed is even the right place to go to solve this mystery—from the outside, the connections seem dubious at best.
But the others aren’t here. Blade drives in silence. I’m glad for that, I think. The thoughts that have been ricochetting around in my head for days are plenty loud. The fire, being on the run—yet again—is a lot to take in. And now that my father is involved, now that we found an empty grave and realized that our current boss is the one who killed my dad…
Well. Let’s just say it’s rough to have unresolved gruff leeching
