Vance left food and water for TJ and told the wolf-husky hybrid to guard the house. “I’ll be gone for a few days. Mom business.”
TJ laid his ears flat and sang a soulful howl.
“Yeah, I know, fella. I’ll be as quick as I can.” The worry was clear in TJ’s tone and it extended beyond the concern of being left alone. The encounter with the Bigfoot had left him on edge. Vance did not know what to make of a new feeling of being more powerful. He wondered how it might manifest.
Vance loaded the Land Rover and took off with a backhand wave at TJ. The old ferry ride to Seattle was half an hour, and it gave him time to think about recent events and his mom’s decision to ask for him. Her dying made him think of Sutton, who had planned early for any and all life extension technology. After Sutton r
