By Robert B. Parker
"A novel of violence, crisp discussion, and suspense . . . the reader is straight away stuck up within the atmosphere of danger." -- The Boston Globe
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He regarded round at her. Saliva ran alongside the casing of the flashlight. Her eyebrows have been down, her face taut with focus. the sunshine of the flashlight reflecting upward on her made her eye hollows look deep. He spotted that she had sweat on her brow too. He grew to become away and checked out the woods. She conscientiously and with nice delicacy pried one other shot fragment from the wound. It used to be complete darkish now, the open meadow ahead of them nonetheless grey with the reminiscence of day, however the woods black. He jumped as she pried too deep with the knife. She murmured round the flashlight. He held nonetheless and she or he obtained one other little bit of lead. around the open land an owl moved in nearly soundless flight, low, searching for box mice. She labored on his wound for twenty-five mins. Then she placed the knife down, opened a tube of antiseptic cream, smeared it on a wide gauze pad, and positioned the pad over the wound. She took adhesive tape from the first-aid equipment and wrapped it tightly round the arm, retaining the pad in position. Then she took the flashlight from her mouth. “All there's is aspirin. Why don’t you swallow a pair. are you able to do it with no water? ” “Yes,” he acknowledged. He positioned the 2 aspirin in his mouth, tipped his head again with a unexpected move, and swallowed the aspirin. “Here,” she acknowledged, and passed him again the jack-knife. Her palms have been shaking. He placed the blade into the floor to wash it and pulled it out and folded it and slipped the knife again in his hip pocket. “Thank you,” he acknowledged. His arm throbbed and he felt susceptible. She close off the flashlight and positioned it and the first-aid package again within the pack. “How do you're feeling? ” she stated. “Not bad,” he stated. “It throbs, yet having it bandaged correct is helping. Makes it believe, you recognize, secure. ” She nodded and placed her hand at the again of his neck and massaged it flippantly. It was once chilly and getting chillier. She placed her hood up and tightened the drawstrings. around the open meadow not anything moved. The owl used to be long past. they'd turn into familiar with the evening sounds of the woods. It now appeared to them like quiet. “When they get to this open place,” she stated, “won’t they count on us to be looking forward to them? ” “Yes,” he stated. “I may imagine so. ” “So what is going to they do? ” “I want I knew,” he acknowledged. He talked with out taking his eyes from the circle of wood-line. from side to side in a sluggish semicircle he watched. “So some distance they've been silly as hell. yet they can’t be that silly. They wouldn’t simply stroll around the open box like ambitions. not anyone may be that dumb. ” “So what's going to they do? ” “Well, they don’t have many decisions. they need to get downhill to the lake. This path is the one one they be aware of. once they come to this clearing they’ll need to skirt it. that suggests they’ll be ploughing during the woods at evening. ” “So what's going to we do? ” “We’ll listen,” he stated. 29 They lay completely nonetheless, shivering within the darkness, shut jointly within the hole simply off the path on the fringe of the meadow. there has been no moon and the darkness was once absolute. They listened. The owl they'd visible past nonetheless hunted and infrequently known as out in his hoo hoo hoo sound, so like an owl was once acknowledged to sound that it appeared virtually contrived.