Disappeared Without A Trace

"Strange. Why isn't she back yet?" Lucia whispered to herself as her hand wiped the fogged-up window of the car beside her. 

It had been thirty minutes since Celine walked through the gates of this vast cemetery. However, until the next thirty minutes, the figure had yet to appear. 

Lucia continued to wipe the window using her coat. Her eyes looked towards the entrance gate and the other end of the street. "Are there so many things she talked about with her sister that hasn't been done in thirty minutes? But Celine is not the typical person who can stand the cold. She can't be able to squat there for a long time despite wearing a thick coat."

Lucia looked at the taxi driver, who turned out to be looking at her through a small glass on the car's dashboard, maybe feeling confused hearing Lucia's monologue from earlier. 

"Did you see my friend coming out of the gate? Maybe I didn't see her and she went somewhere." Lucia tried to find out.