Chapter 28 THE FINAL TRAP

​The old refinery on the edge of the bay was a skeletal cathedral of rusted iron and salt-crusted pipes. It sat in the "dead zone" of the coast, where the fog was so thick it swallowed the beams of the nearby lighthouse. It was a place where things went to be forgotten-the perfect stage for a ghost to die.

​Jax stepped out of the black SUV, the gr