The prima didn’t stay too long after that exchange. She seemed to listen to the wind one more time, then shook her head, as if exasperated with herself that she couldn’t sense anything of the previous night’s visitor. Afterward, she got in her Cherokee and drove off, waving to Danica as she headed back to the dirt road in a cloud of dust.
Still holding the satellite phone, Danica went inside the cabin, then set it down carefully on the dining room table. By then it was a little after four, so she still had a few hours before night fell. Plenty of time to go explore that little track she’d seen.
But because she’d wandered through these woods before and knew how time seemed to pass differently there, how you could wander for hours and have it feel as if only a few minutes had passed, she m
