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Nick kept glancing back to the steps, where JD now sat
beside Kelly, his head bent over the napkin. Kelly was still
leaning against the iron gate.
“What if it’s a grid?” JD called.
“Oh my God,” Kelly grunted. He covered the ear JD had
just shouted into. “Dude.”
“Sorry,” JD offered with a wince.
“A grid,” Nick repeated, drawing closer to them.
JD nodded and stood. “If you turn it on its point, with
the X forming a cross-like grid instead, then the symbols start to make a little bit of sense. Look.”
Nick stood at JD’s shoulder, eyes going from the napkin
to the graveyard. JD was right. One of the symbols that had
looked like a less-than symbol now appeared to represent
the obelisk monument of the Franklin family in the center
of the burial ground. Another, which Nick had assumed was
an infinity mark, appeared to represent a barrel-vaulted tomb
near the edge of the ground.
“Nice,” he said with a pat on JD’s back.
JD was grinning, looking pleased with himself. “It’s a legit
map. I mean, we have to take into account that I freehand
drew it from memory, so it might be iffy on exact locations.
But stil .”
“What are we looking for, then?” Kelly asked. He still
sounded miserable, but he was up and peeking over JD’s
shoulder.
“Is there an X on it?” Julian asked, his voice laced with
sarcasm. “An X would make this easy.”
“No. But there is a cross,” JD told him.
“It’s a cemetery,” Julian grunted. “There are crosses