Chapter 34

Thick wet blood burbled out of his mouth, and then he died.

Instead of his usual rolling fog, Blake stood in the middle of Montrose Cemetery. That was new. He’d never been able to appear right where he wanted before. He was always drawn to some place familiar until he learned to control it. But this was better. He could get straight to work.

The cemetery was large, and Blake walked and swept his gaze around, looking for signs of Archie. He didn’t know which direction he needed to go, but he kept moving, drawn by something he couldn’t define or describe. After a few minutes, he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned and saw Sam.

He wasn’t the only one who thought to check the cemetery first.

“Hey.” Sam’s voice was low, his eyes wide, but there was a determination in his stance that made Blake smile.

“Hey.”