Now, though, isn’t the time to go digging into my feelings.
The gun is on my thigh, and we’re quiet all the way until we see Kissy’s Jeep. No other vehicle is around as far as I can see.
“I guess I can’t get you to stay in the car?” I’m not particularly hopeful at the answer.
Kissy shows me I’m correct in that assumption.
She’s out of the SUV and around to me as I hit the dirt outside of it.
“I’m not leaving you,” she says simply.
There it goes again.
That feeling in me.
I check the gun to confirm it’s loaded. I’m silent as a mouse in church that there are bullets missing. Then I walk with Kissy at a fast clip. We’re back to the main part of the Renard Cemetery quick.
The sun’s still shining like our worlds didn’t just upend.
Then we’re at the grave.
None of it’s been touched.
Kissy shares a look with me before dropping to her knees at the side of the dirt.
“You keep a look out,” she tells me. “I’ll dig.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-NINE
Kissy
If screaming dida ding dang damn thing, I might’ve started the second I hit a garbage bag that one-hundred percent had a human in it. But, well, what has screaming done for me up until now?
It didn’t help my arms get longer to save Micah when I was fourteen, and it didn’t keep the masked man from beating me in my own house last night. So if it looks like a cow, walks like a cow, moos like a cow, and ends up being a cow, then I suspect screaming now won’t make the person in the bag any less a person in a bag.
Still, I manage to jump back enough to show Beau that the grave in Renard Cemetery definitely has something of interest in it.
“It’s a body,” I tell him. Just so we’re crystal clear. I point down for extra effect. Best I guess I’m at the person’s shoulder.
Beau doesn’t scream either which is reassuring. He does hand me the gun though. He looks sorry about it, but that sorry goes quick. He winces all the way to the ground.
“You might want to look away,” he says.
He feels the bag a bit before he pokes a finger through it.
I realize he’s about to tear it open and turn to look toward the path we came in on. I don’t even care at the moment that the gun is weighing me down.
It’s Guidry.
I just know it.
It’s Guidry, and his bad, secretive ways have finally caught up to him, and the men who he owes for whatever it is he owes are after me looking for him, and the man’s been in the ground for days.
What will happen to Micah? Will Damien get him?
What will happen toLa Lumiere?
Why do I feel sad?
