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leave them there. Then, we got word that you were coming and opted to let you see what we found.”
    Callen couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “You actually disturbed a grave?” That was a big no-no for most Natives. They didn't like to bother the dead after they were buried. To them, the deceased needed time to cross over.
    “Yes, we dug all of them up.”
    Yeah, this whole conversation was getting worse by the minute. “How many is all?”
    “ In total, we found four bodies. As you can see, it’s beginning to be a big problem. If they’re burying their dead here, eventually it’s going to spread. I’m assuming it’s people who couldn’t afford a proper burial, and that’s why the unmarked graves.”
    Callen was getting that sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. “Why do you say that, Chief?”
    He shrugged. “They’re not in caskets and their bodies are wrapped in these makeshift shrouds. It’s kind of creepy.”
    Oh boy.
    Okay, this was all wrong. No one buried bodies without a casket. There were laws and regulations in the United States. Callen may not be aware of all of them, but he knew that even Natives had to use a vessel to house the remains. No one wanted contaminated drinking water.
    The idea made him want to gag as he stared down at his tea.
    “I need to see them. Where are they?”
    The man stood. “I’ll drive you out there. I sent a few of our people out to wait with them while you and I had our meeting. We were certain that you would handle it once you heard of our issues.”
    Oh, he’d be handling it alright.
    If it was what he suspected, it didn't look like he was heading home anytime soon. In fact, he was going to be getting some back up on this one.
    Four bodies screamed full FBI investigation.
    Getting into the chief’s beat up truck, he buckled in. Sending a text to his brother, he told him he thought they had an issue. Now, he’d need to make sure before he said anything more. There was no point working Ethan up if it was nothing.
    Yeah, he wasn’t that naïve.
    Where there was smoke, there was fire. Four corpses pretty much equaled a five alarm blaze.
    As they drove on in silence, the chief finally pulled over. “We need to walk from her e, Callen. I hope you don’t mind getting your boots dirty.”
    He didn't. All he wanted was to get clarific ation before he contacted base. Right now, his pulse was pounding in his neck.
    Fortunately for them, the walk was a short hike into the wooded area. Despite the situation, it reminded Callen of home. The dense forest always called to him.
    Ironically, it still was. Only this time, it called to the FBI agent in him instead.
    Once they arrived, Callen weighed the situation. Standing there were three Native men, all holding shovels.
    “They’re still in the holes,” Chief Molala said, pointing into the shallow graves.
    Callen carefully moved toward to the gaping holes. Stopping at the first one, he was immediately hit with a familiar scent. It reminded him of Christmas.
    He found that odd.
    The hole wasn’t deep and inside was the first body. It was wrapped in a white cloth and tied with strips of torn material. All he could think of was some scary old move.
    “Are you serious?” he said, moving toward the other holes. In each one, he found similar remains. “Is this how you found them?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder at the m en.
    “Yes , it is. Now, what should we do?”
    Callen almost wanted to start laughing. If they thought they had a big problem before, it was about to get a million times worse. His suspicions were right.
    This was definitely FBI worthy.
    Callen hated to break it to the man, but the chief didn't have someone interloping on his land. He had someone sneaking onto the reservation to do something far worse.
    In fact, it was sinister.
    “Chief, I have to call this one in. These bodies aren’t that old. You don’t have someone stealing ground for graves.”
    “We don’t?” he replied.
    “No,