“Man, it’s freezing out here,” Kevin remarked as he rubbed his hands together. “Good thing I remembered to bring my gloves in my jacket.”

“Lucky for you,” I said through purple lips. As for me, I had no gloves, and so my hands were white from the cold, not to mention practically numb.

“Here, I’ll take Molly for you so you can put your hands in your pockets,” Kevin offered as he grabbed Molly’s leash from my hand.

“Thanks,” I said while thrusting my hands deep into my pockets in hopes of warming them up a bit.

A few minutes later, we reached the wrought iron gates to the cemetery, and it was quieter than ever.

“Okay, let’s be real quiet tonight and sneak in that way,” Kevin remarked in a hushed tone.

“Yeah, but it’s hard with the leaves all over the place,” I declared. “Anyone within half a mile could hear us walking around right now.”

Kevin nearly fell on the ground as Molly suddenly jerked on the leash, desperately trying to chase a squirrel. “Holy cow, Molly, ease up on me.”

“Dumb squirrel,” I barked, my teeth still chattering.

“I think we need the flashlight now,” Kevin said as he grabbed it from his pocket. “Here, you can take it for me so that I can keep both hands on this leash.”

“Good idea, Kev. We don’t want Molly getting away in here. She’ll never come back,” I exclaimed. I then led the way in front of Kevin and Molly as I shone the flashlight on the ground, searching for any clue that might help us solve the case. We walked for about ten minutes, only to find absolutely nothing.

“Geez, I’m getting really cold, Nicolas. Do you think this is a waste of time?” Kevin asked.

I stopped and turned around. “Probably, but it beats sleeping or lying around in our sleeping bags, don’t you think?”

Kevin shrugged his shoulders. “I guess you’re right, but with all the leaves on the ground, it would be impossible to find anything in here.”

“Well, that’s what Molly is for,” I stated. “Hopefully she’ll be able to sniff something out if there’s anything to find.”

“Okay, let’s keep going, then,” Kevin remarked. “It’s too cold to stand still like this.”

Molly seemed to grow more restless as we walked through the cemetery and was now sniffing a mile a minute. It almost seemed as if she was on to something. We were just about to cross the far hill in the cemetery when Kevin shouted out loud as Molly suddenly yanked so hard on the leash that he was pulled to the ground.