Chapter 5

The young Navajo shook his head as he examined the body briefly, with an obvious effort to subdue his distaste and discomfort. “Tchindi,” he muttered. “I can smell ‘em. A really bad tchindilike a dead skinwalker” After he climbed on behind Rhys, they drove back to the site. There was really nothing to mark the small flat as a crime scene—no blood, no tracks, not even a stone or a dry leaf that looked disturbed.

The CSI expert opined the woman had probably not been killed there. Liam and Rhys had agreed to say they’d just found the body, no hint of what had happened to her. They might have to say more later, but for now that seemed the safest approach. They’d tell Billy more, of course, but not in the presence of the others.