Ari's POV
The aristocratic detective grumbled now, deep and deliberate, and his yellow eyes trailed narrowly at each slight step which Harriet and I took. I shoved Harriet close against me and moved behind the broken cabin wall. The beating of my heart was terrific. No time to think, just react. I sprang at the hand of Harriet and said, Run at my signal. Stay close. Don’t look back.” She shook her head with tears streaming down her face. She totally trusted me. I waited until the wolf shouldered, then, when he leaned forward, I seized on the wrist of Harriet and screamed, Now! Through the wall-hole we broke out and ran into the woods.
Branches were whipping my face and arms, and we were getting deeper into the forest. The evening was chilly, yet my body was covered with sweat. The way of
