Outside the old church in Summerfield, Odie leaned against his car, lighting a cigarette. By the time he finished his smoke, Jonah and his crew had sealed the place off. "Find anything?" Odie asked.

Jonah gestured for his team to bring over a few boxes. They opened them to reveal black cloaks and some white masks that looked like props from a European play. "Is this all?" Odie frowned.

"That's it," Jonah confirmed.

Odie took a deep breath and glanced at Sophie, who was sitting in the car. "Is this it?" he asked, holding up one of the masks.

Sophie looked at the mask, her memory aligning with the sight. She nodded, "That's the one."

"Pack it up and take it away," Odie ordered.

"Mr. Odie, you're quite the expert at this," Jonah remarked.

"Decent enough," Odie shrugged.

"That wasn't a compliment."

her over that morning, but it turned

catch those people next time

is already under my control. Do you think they'll come back

makes sense. Looks like you do think things

"Obviously."

the point of

"Don't you find it

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"Didn't it?"

you then, Mr.

Happy

temples. Smart, but not

here to you, Mr. Odie. Colby will pick me up, and we

that Sophie

he slowly said, "Leaving this mess to me, huh? You're quite the

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