Ghost in the Trees

~Roxy~

I drove Blythe and Wyatt to where the imposter had met with my grandfather. I had already scoped the area the night before, but I hoped Blythe or Wyatt might be able to pick up on something that I hadn’t.

Blythe sniffed the air with a look of serious concentration on her face and Wyatt stooped low to the ground to examine the soil for footprints.

“You sure he came this way?” Wyatt asked, in