Chapter 7

Slowly, Nathan snuck his way back over to the boxes that enclosed the nest and peered over. The trap had been triggered, all right, but there was no sign of anything furry and cute inside of it. “Damn it,” Nathan cursed. This thing was good.

Too good, it turned out, because Nathan barely had time to turn around when he heard scuffling again just behind him, and then the thing was already latched onto his leg, taking a painful bite.