#Chapter267
Planning and plotting. What could go wrong?
It was all planned out. The eight of us plotted together to enlist help from a few people to access a grave without getting caught. We made sure we had all the information we needed. Now we needed to get them to agree. That ought to be fun.
/"You want us to do what?/" Frazier asked.
/"We want you to help us dig up Maddox’s grave,/" I said to him.
/"Have you lost your damn mind? Never mind, don’t answer that because you have,/" my dad added to it.
/"Come on. You guys crashed a funeral before,/" Elijah said to his dad.
/"They did. I didn’t. I was busy laid up in a hospital with a gun-shot wound,/" Jordan said.
/"You would have if you didn’t get shot,/" Junior added.
/"That was the funeral of someone we didn’t know. Different from digging up a grave,/" Frazier said, pacing back and forth.
/"How so?/" Junior asked.
