La Carta Del Adios "los Sepultureros" [PC Trusted]

Eladio stopped, leaning on his shovel. "Put it back, boy. We don't read the mail of the silent."

Mateo looked up at the old oak tree. The moon was indeed rising, silver and cold. Eladio, who had been listening in silence, let out a long, shaky breath. He took the letter from Mateo, his rough, calloused fingers tracing the ink. LA CARTA DEL ADIOS "Los Sepultureros"

The sun was setting behind the jagged cypress trees of the San Judas Cemetery, casting long, skeletal shadows across the rows of weathered granite. Mateo and old Eladio, the cemetery's most seasoned , were finishing the day's final task at Site 42. Eladio stopped, leaning on his shovel