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“No wolves on Elba,” Us And snakes Many snakes”

The graveyard was arranged haphazardly with no regard to spacing or syles, sohbor, while crypts of all shapes and sizes rose fro or overgrown by foliage or collapsed altogether In contrast, several crypts, freshly painted, were islands of rass and flowers

“They’re not , are they?” Sam said

“It’s been here so long the govern itself to intervene,” Umberto replied “The truth is, I can’t remember the last time anyone was buried here”

“How many are here?”

“Many hundreds, I think Soraves are deep, some

shallow The dead are stacked atop one another”

Remi asked, “Where’s Laurent’s crypt?”

Uh the windshield “That one, in the far corner, the one with the domed roof”

Sam checked his watch “Time to find out hoell the Lancia holds up to punishment”

He started the engine, did a Y-turn on the gravel drive, then spun the wheel and drove into thethe car’s underbody He followed the fence line to the back of the graveyard and coasted to a stop behind Laurent’s crypt He shut off the engine again

“Where does that go?” SaerA half mile away a pair of tire ruts disappeared over the hill and into the trees beyond

“I have no idea It’s an old hty years—since before the war”

Remi murmured, “The road less traveled”

“Not for long,” Sam replied