Deborah LeBlanc - The Wolven

“If I wanted pleasant, you think I’d be here?” Her hand still extended, she wiggled her fingers. “I’m doing it, so you might as well hand over the light.”

The determination on her face told Danyon any further discussion would be futile. He sighed, then signaled to Paul that it was okay for him to leave. The young were didn’t have to be told twice. He was gone in a nanosecond, obviously scared Danyon might change his mind.

“You sure about this?” Danyon held a flashlight out to Shauna.

She took it from him. “Positive. Now where’s Simon?”

He aimed his flashlight to the right. There was no missing the small arc of blood near the edge of the thicket. “There.”

“Got the tarp, boss,” Andy said, coming up behind them. “Where you want it?”

Danyon redirected the beam of light. “Stretch it out on that patch of grass. We’ll lay the body on it once we get it out of the thicket.”

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