The snowy owl circled the huge mansion several times before landing in a tall Douglas fir among the line of trees at the edge of the back lawn. The Collector didn’t shift – not yet. Caution was bred into the large owl. A slight movement near a lower window caught the owl’s attention. It followed the shadowy figure of the male as he checked the back door to make sure it was secure. Through the glass, the Collector could see the man’s face – the Hyena.
Disgust welled up inside the Collector. Another movement, this one near the road, pulled the Collector’s attention away from the house for a brief moment. The owl’s excellent eyesight picked up the four vehicles that drew to a stop.
Several men exited the three black SUVs. Three men quickly shifted and disappeared into the shadows. The fourt
