They Left a Wildlife Officer Tied to a Pine-But the Grizzly Reached for the Rope Instead of His Throat

The grizzly had the rope between his teeth when I opened my eyes. Each pull drove the knot deeper beneath my ribs. One of his front paws rested against the pine beside my shoulder, close enough that a small shift would have put four claws through my jacket. His breath rolled over my face—warm, damp, edged with the smell of crushed berries—and mine continue reading …