Chapter 24

I grew so used to it that I didn’t notice when it stopped, but Nick did.

“There’s no sound.” He unzipped his jacket pocket and took out his gun.

“Um…I have a suggestion,” Ed said. “And don’t laugh at me.”

“We won’t,” I assured him.

“All right, then. I’ve been thinking about that…that lion. Suppose at one point in Terra’s history, aliens landed and took specimens?”

“You mean like those people coming over the rise?” Hank offered.

“What? No! I knew you were—oh, fuck.”

“Doc?” Nick had his gun cocked and ready.

“Let’s wait and see what they do.” It was still cool, but we’d worked up a sweat walking all this way, and the hoods of our jackets were down. At least they would see we were like them to a degree.

The people approaching us were dressed in animal skins, tawny like the lion’s, or possibly deer, although we hadn’t seen anything like them. Both men and women had bows and quivers of arrows slung across their backs, and they all carried spears and knives.