A few days after they’d found Palmer, Murdock, Declan, and Emily had returned home. After a few hours rest and a good soak in the tub for all three, they were mentally ready to give the report to the rest of the group.
“Palmer is dead and buried,” Murdock started his report to the others who were gathered inside his cabin, “and the rest have told us to bugger off.”
“How did he die?” Irene Harris asked eyes closed and speaking softly.
“Best I can figure,” Murdock said, “he was dinner for a family of cougars. It appeared that they didn’t kill him right away.”
“Cougars?” Mei Lee asked quietly, her head snapping in his direction. Her expression was that of grave concern.
Murdock flashed the images of the cougars he’d seen. All those present nodded as they received the images.
“How big?”
