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

and my free hand. Luke stood behind him with his mouth open, staring at the bear as if the clearing had rearranged itself while they were gone.

“How did you—” Luke began.

Huck stepped forward. The rifle came up. I pulled against the rope hard enough to tear skin from my left wrist.

“Dean, don’t.” My voice cracked, but both men heard it. “You fire from continue reading …