Redhawk watched Nick disappear. Slowly he walked back to where they had left their backpacks and waited for Nick to return. He had spent many hours silently with his father while hunting deer in the UP and was used to waiting. After about an hour, Nick’s phone rang. Redhawk looked at the caller ID and saw it was from a Stephen Kobak. He picked up the phone and swiped the answer icon.
“Nick, did you find the body? Probably not. We’ve had a lot happen here I’m leaving Marquette now … much I need to tell you about it ….”
Redhawk didn’t answer right away and the voice asked, “Nick? What’s going on?”
“Nick isn’t here, Mr. Kobak,” Redhawk said. “I’m Larry Redhawk. I went with Nick to retrieve the body. You’re right – no dead Sasquatch.”
The phone was silent for a moment then Kobak said, “I k
