and stagnant cold.
As his eyes adjusted to the gloom, he spotted the shredded remains of a paper feed sack lying flat on the floorboards, completely devoid of crumbs. A few feet away sat a gray felt hiding cube. Caleb dropped to a crouch, his knees hitting the frozen wood, and peered into the dark opening. It was empty.
His gaze drifted to the right.continue reading …
