We ran through the woods for a couple of miles at least, and I was starting to be real glad I had a GPS on me. If I had to try to remember where I parked out here, I was screwed. Greg stopped suddenly, and I had to grab onto a tree to keep from running him right over. “What is it?” I asked when I had my balance secure again.
“It’s close.”
“Would you like to narrow that down a little for the humans in the audience?”
“We’re close to the creature’s lair. The scent is very strong. And male.” He looked over his shoulder at me with a raised eyebrow. I hate getting the I told you so eyebrow from a guy that pees in a litter box.
“So this would be a good time for me to lock and load?” I racked a shell into the chamber of the Saiga and flipped off the safety. I didn’t see anything suspicious, bu
