The drive to the cemetery was almost silent.No one wanted to say what they were all thinking.If the caretaker was right...Then someone who looked remarkably like Rebecca had been standing beside Emmy Bennett.Less than twenty-four hours ago.Rebecca sat in the front passenger seat, staring through the windshield."What if he was mistaken?"Nobody answered.It was possible.People misremembered faces.Especially after brief encounters.But after everything they had uncovered over the past few weeks, coincidence no longer felt like a safe explanation.Morales parked near the cemetery gates."We'll find out."The cemetery was quiet.A warm breeze carried the scent of freshly cut grass through the rows of weathered headstones.Near the entrance, an elderly caretaker was trimming roses.He looked up as the group approached."You must be the detective."Morales nodded."I'm Detective Morales."The caretaker wiped his hands on his trousers."I've been expecting you."He noticed Rebecca im
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