Chapter 5

“Guess that’s it,” Jon said. “Now what?”

“Go back to your place and get some sleep.”

“We sleep?”

Brody nodded. “Why not? Do you think we spend all our time hanging around where we died, scaring the shit out of anyone who comes by, like in bad horror movies?”

“Well…Okay. I see your point. Will I see you again?”

“Yep. We’ll hook up tomorrow, umm, later today, at your apartment. We have to figure out who wanted you dead, and why.”

“Not that we can do anything about it,” Jon replied, resigned to the idea.

“You never know.” Brody patted Jon’s shoulder then suggested they head out. “You can fly there, like spooks in those horror movies. It’s easier than walking.”

“Are you serious?”

“Have I lied to you yet?”

“Not that I know of.”