We made it out to the cemetery and pulled into the parking lot. Sharkey was to wait at the car while I took a bouquet of roses to his wife's grave that we'd stopped to get on the way. He told me during the drive how to navigate through the huge headstones and mausoleums to the grave. I'd never even met Sharkey's wife. In fact, after we cleared up the business about the gold I never saw him again until he contacted me about the death threats. We'd spoken on the phone a few times, but that was about it...