The Wolf Sat Beside the Lake for Three Days, and No One Understood Why

had a missing truck, no confirmed direction of travel, and twelve miles of winter route to cover.”

Grant looked down at the prints. Guilt had a way of ignoring useful facts.

The pattern appeared again farther south. Cinder had followed the packed snowmobile route for about sixty yards, then left it and returned toward Copperline. Maybe he was seeking continue reading …