Chapter 11

So far so good, anyway. No trace of blood or violence, no stench of death or decay. Liam could not help a stir of relief at that. He’d had a bad feeling about this, not sure what or why, but dread had settled heavily on him all the way down from Animas.

His attention jerked back to Billy at the slight grunt the other man made. When Liam looked, Billy was on one knee, studying the ground in front of him.

“Funny track,” he said, as he glanced up at Liam and then back down. “Almost like a wolf, but then kinda cat-like, too. Just the one—no more. This one is clear as anything, but there arenarsquo;t any others. ThatTrsquo;s weird.irdquo;

Liam picked his way to where the other man knelt, careful not to step on anything that looked the least bit like a track. Most of the ground was hard packed and appeared undisturbed. Near the trough, it was softer—not quite mud, except in a couple of spots—but damp enough to hold impressions more clearly.