Chapter 35Black shoes with thick gripping rubber soles appeared first, picking up mud with each step. Then the soiled pant legs of a dark blue police uniform eased down, and then the rest of the man slowly appeared. Halfway to her level, he stopped, his flashlight beam directly on her face. She must look as sodden as an Afghan hound after a bath. She glanced at her arms and saw what looked to be dark red splotches that didn't look at all like red dirt stains.
Officer Makamai finally reached her level by dangling on the rope and jumping down the last couple of feet. His uniform was pathetically mud smeared up and down the front of him. “We'll get you out of here.” Then he called up to the others that he had found her. A boisterous cheer went up and the dog began howling again, but even the
