Chapter 5
Trisha and Father Miles walk into the Trinity Cemetery over to a man digging a hole. The man looks up, sweat slipping down his forehead, and he smiles at the two.
“This young man is Tony,” Father Miles says. “He showed up a few days ago looking for work. So I hired him as our new grave digger.”
“So glad you found someone so quickly, Father Miles. Especially after the sudden passing of our last grave digger, Steve Thompson.” Trisha shakes her head. “That poor guy.”
“Tony, once you’re done digging the hole for Anita Smith’s funeral, please get everything else ready that we discussed earlier,” Father Miles says. He nods to the sweaty man and leaves with Trisha so Tony can get back to work.
Tony finishes his work quickly and walks through the cemetery, passing a new grave with the name Steven Thompson etched on it. Tony walks into the rich crypt area, rubbing his hand together. He will just have to keep his head down for a while, and then he’ll get to loot the rich.
Father Miles and Trisha stand hidden behind a crypt, watching the new crypt robber. They look at each other, their faces melting until they resemble the way they looked after the fateful night when the Holy Trinity Church had killed them. They gin and glance back towards Steven’s grave.
“I guess Steven and Theodore will get a new neighbor soon,” Father Miles says with a chuckle, hissing through the remaining piece of his mouth.
He and Trisha glance over at Tony, laughing before they walk away. Tony looks around when he hears some strange sounds. Not seeing anymore, he looks back to the crypts, making a plan in his head of whom to loot first. The clouds above him darken as an omen of the dangers yet to come.
