CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
NITA SQUEALED AND DANCED backward until she slammed against the wall. She looked up into the glassy eyes of the stuffed grizzly, gulping air as she tried to get her pulse under control.
When she moved, a light went on at the base of the bear’s platform and a scratchy sounding growl emerged from the speaker. She laughed. Motion activated bear sounds. Cute. She’d like to get her hands on the person who’d thought that was a good idea.
The door into the back room of the small nature museum rattled and Max screamed her name, sounding as if he’d kill her on the spot if he managed to get through. It was enough to snap her back to action.
Pushing away from the wall, she made sure the chair was still firmly jammed beneath the door knob and went in search of a phone. She tho
