Shock washed over me in waves and I felt dizzy as the black shadows of swooping birds flickered across the canyon floor. Shuddering, I shifted my eyes away from the pooling blood of my best friend.
This couldn"t be real. I took a step back, casting around desperately, certain I could find a way to rewind this and play it back differently if I only looked hard enough. I turned my gaze to the ground beneath Clint"s head, searching for the stone that had done this, but only dirt and tiny pebbles showed, glistening crimson in the desert sun.
"How can this be?" I asked Zane. My head felt light, as if it would lift off my shoulders and float away. I realized I was shaking and dropped to a sitting position, putting my head between my knees and working to breathe.
When I felt control returning
