As they crept up, Reyes and Wagner looked down with superiority on the unconscious form of Mei Lee. Heartly rushed to her to check for pulse and breathing.
“She’s still alive.” He turned toward Wagner and Reyes.
“More’s the pity.” Wagner cradled his readied crossbow and fired.
The bolt hit Mei Lee in the exposed part of her chest, just above the yoke of her dress.
Heartly’s gaze became downcast as he rechecked Mei Lee’s pulse.
“I want everything salvaged that can be,” Wagner said. “I want the deer quartered, preserving the hide, the brain, and the back-strap tendon.”
“What about Mei Lee’s belongings?” Reyes said.
“I said everything. Her clothes, though, won’t fit you. She was a lot shorter and not so,” Wagner indicated her breasts,“well endowed as you are. The bow and arrows should
