CHAPTER 27

Bad Night

The despairing cry came to an abrupt end amid the crunch of breaking bones as a man plummeted to the ground. Rushing to the body, Bear and Sam turned him over.

“It’s Junk! Where are his eyes, Bear? The wolves took his eyes!”

This is insane. There is something about the cry, she thought.

Malila stooped and grabbed a smoking log from the fire before she ran into the swirling dark, the robe tied across her back. For long seconds, she ran before she fell for the first time. It was not until then that she sensed the cold … and the fear.

There’s something about the cry. She heard the three gunshot blasts behind her, hunched her shoulders without thinking, and ran on. She kne...

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