I Destroyed My Best Friend’s Grave Because of What His Widow Told Me

Danny.”

“In the casket?”

“Whoever saved the SD card couldn’t keep the camera. Too risky. But they couldn’t destroy it either. So they put it somewhere nobody would ever look.”

“Who?”

“I think it was Frank Coletti.”

Frank Coletti ran the funeral home. He’d prepared Danny’s body. He’d had access to the casket before it was sealed.

“Frank is a good man,” Rachel continue reading …