Chapter 43

“None taken. There’s just something that’s so satisfying and surreal about being out there in the middle of the night, alone with nothing but yourself and the surrounding spirits. I totally get it. Here.”

Thomas pulled out a pen and scribbled down the GPS coordinates onto a napkin. “Use them wisely, fellow legend trippers.”.

Logan nodded at Thomas as he shook his hand again. “Thank you, Thomas.”

The man smiled at the girls before he turned and walked back to his table.

“He loves your purple contacts,” Logan informed the elves before motioning for them to follow him as he tossed down a few hundred on the table. “We need to find Rafe and get out of here. If that guy is right about the coordinates, then we may have found our Chapel!”

Abina questioned, “But I thought he said it was just a giant field in the middle of nowhere?”

“Exactly,” Logan explained as they followed the hoof prints in the sand along the beach. “Think about it. A wide-open field in
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