“A bear?” That was my guess, but I couldn’t help but add, “A sasquatch?”
I tapped the charms on the oft-repaired leather thong around my neck, tempted to summon Damas to try to chase the creature down, but it had been at least a half mile away. The magic of his charm only allowed him to get a mile away from it before he snapped back to his own realm. If that furry critter could run quickly, it would be out of range before he could catch it.
Besides, I would need Damas’s help with the investigation in Harrison. This wasn’t the only road into town. I would have to backtrack and go around.
As I turned my Jeep around to head back to I-90 and over to the next major road heading south, I wished I could call Mom to warn her. But she hadn’t entered the twenty-first century and didn’t own a cell
