Chapter 59

Travel weary, Logan Tanner was grateful to be back at Desolation Ranch. Stafford's helicopter had picked him up at the airport and deposited him at the ranch about an hour earlier. Now, showered and shaved and fueled with food and coffee, he sat at the big table with the team to debrief.

"It's definitely the devil beast," he told them, running his fingers through his still damp hair. "No doubt about it." He pointed to the big screen where Chelsea was putting up scans of the photos he'd brought back.

These were photos he hadn't emailed ahead. Logan had managed to get the coroner to give him the crime scene shots of the bodies of the humans and there was no mistaking their cause of death. Seeing the bodies with the huge puncture wounds in the neck, abdomens ripped open and entrails dragged out, viewing them on the large screen, enhanced so many times, brought the horror back again to everyone who'd lost someone to the devil beast.