After a moment, Jackson nodded. He dug a small furrow down the center of the grave-line. Then, with infinite care, he poured the contents of the bag into the furrow.
After a moment, he stood up and dusted his hands off on his pants.
"That's it?" Elysha asked, confused.
"That's it." Jackson said, a tad too plesed with himself. "You still have his pendant?"
Elysha undid the top two buttons on her crisp white blouse, and withdrew a delicate silver chain.
Jackson grunted, nodding. "Your grandfather should be active by nightfall."
"That was easier than I thought..." Elysha said.
"No." Jackson said, closing the distance between them. "It wasn't. It's never easy. The hard part is yet to come."
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