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“If grave robbers were looking for bones,” Teo said softly, “they’d take any bones they found.”
Therefore, what remained of her family might very well be resting in a jar on some shelf in a voodoo shop in Louisiana. That really pissed her off.
However, if the remains were gone—removed by thieves or sifted through to a lower level—she could stop worrying that she might stumble over them at any moment.
Hey, there was a silver lining to every cloud just as Fanny had always told her.
“If the crypt was already open,” Gina murmured, “then why did I hear a click?” Or a howl, for that matter?
“Click?” he repeated.
“There was a click, the howl, a whoosh.” And the smoke.
Teo stared at the door. “Whoever took the body could have shut the door.”
“Then how did it open again?”
Teo went silent, and Gina did, too. But not for long.
“What if it was like The Mummy?” she blurted.
“It was a mummy,” he said slowly. “But it’s gone.”
“No. The movie.”
“I don’t see many movies,” he admitted. “Raiders of the Lost Ark once.” He shrugged. “I liked it.”
Gina stared at him. No movies? What kind of life was that?
One in which more exciting things happened to him every day than he could ever see on the screen.
“There was a movie about a mummy,” she said. “Brendan Fraser.” Teo opened his mouth, and she shook her head. “Never mind. Anyway, this guy boinked the Pharaoh’s honey, and they—the Egyptians, I think—buried him alive.”
“Never boink the Pharaoh’s honey,” Teo murmured.
“I think that was the lesson they were going for. Anyway, they buried him and his minions with all these booby traps so that anyone who came across the crypt had bad things happen and then the tomb raiders would run away before they got to the big prize.”
“What kind of things?”
“Acid flew out of some of the graves when they opened them. And there were these creepy-monkey priests.”
“Creepy-monkey?” he repeated.
“You had to see them. They could run sideways on walls. Very scary. Then there were these nasty beetles that crept under your skin. They’d crash through your toe and scuttle all the way up to your—” Gina shuddered. She’d always hated that part of the movie. “Believe me, you wanted to leave soon after you came.”
“Explain to me why you think this movie connects to…” Teo waved his hand at the empty room.
“What if the howl was a booby trap, or at least a sound effect to frighten away the amateurs? Open the door, a howl erupts.”
“That might explain the smoke, too.”
“Okay,” Gina agreed. She was willing to agree to anything if it would explain that smoke.
Who knew? If they could logically explain howling, freezing black smoke, maybe they could also logically explain the unwolves and the singsongy Gina voice.
However, Gina doubted she’d be that lucky.
“Show me where you were when you heard the click and the howl.” Teo moved into the hall, crowding Gina forward, sweeping her along with both his body and his enthusiasm. “What did you do? What did you say?”
