TRAVIS
Travis felt safer around Parrish, especially now with his head bandaged. It was Parrish who had rescued Kelly from the demon that had grabbed her by the leg. The big man hadn’t been able to see a thing, but he’d dived after her anyway and luckily caught her hand. He’d yanked her right out of the demon’s grip.
Travis and Parrish stepped out into the clear, cool night and went over to Ned Taylor. Ned picked up the radio and clicked on a switch.
“Base to Relay One. Do you read?”
Sheriff Ford’s static-filled voice responded. “Relay One. I read you, Base.”
“Have you heard from Relay Two?”
“I’ve not heard from anybody in twenty minutes.”
“Sheriff, we have ten people out here equipped and ready to go in. Maybe you should tell Melinda and the others to come out for a dinner break.” F
