Chapter Three

**Jace**

My window was down as I sat in my car in the parking lot outside the cemetery. I had been right; she was here. I could smell her sweet scent drifting lightly on the breeze. It was soft and floral, with an undertone of sandalwood.

*’What are you doing?’* Garm demanded. *’Go find her. She needs us.’*

*’You’re are real grump-ass lately, you know that?’* I answered.

*’That’s because the Moo