St. Johns

A few miles from St Johns Cemetery, a police car races through the streets of Queens. The streetlights flood the streets with bright lights.

It was early hours of a January morning. Queens was starting to wake up. However, the traffic was still low. The car passes through a Mosque. Muted calls for morning prayers was in progress.

Car races through the roads, obeying traffic rules. But as soon on as lights turned green, the car jump starts to high speed.

The car reaches St. John’s Cemetery. Caretaker was working early at the office. He sees the car pass through. Car keeps going towards interiors of the grounds. He gets out to watch why cops would be coming to his Cemetery that early in a morning.

The car stops at a vacant land at the end of the cemetery. The caretaker could see two cops getting out of the car. The car’s trunk opens. Cops walk and carry a bag from trunk. They walk through the gap in the fence to the small bunch of woods. When they come back the bag is not in their hands. He could not see their faces. Both were very tall. Their faces are not visible. They were wearing masks thus faces are not visible.

As he watched the cops get in the car. The car starts and goes the other way. He could not see their faces while passing either

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