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The truck lurched and ed and crept up the hillside More than halfway now

Come to me

“You’re going to be sorry you invited me,” Lana muttered But noith the mine shaft entrance in view, she found she could scarcely breathe for the pounding in her chest

“Huet out Human walk,” Pack Leader demanded

Lana couldn’t shoot him That would break thebehind her and that would allow the coyotes to come at her

She had reached the entrance

She put the truck into reverse She would have to turn the truck around Her hands hite, tendons straining, as she gripped the steering wheel

Pack Leader’s evil face was in her way as she turned to check her backward course He was inches away, separated by nothing but a pane of glass

He lunged

“Ahh!”

His snout hit the glass The glass held

Lana was sure the glass would hold The coyotes had not yet grown hands or learned to use tools All they could do was bang their snouts into the glass

You are mine

“No,” Lana said “I belong to me”

The bed of the truck crossed the threshold into thefrantic A second coyote leaped and landed on the hood He got the windshield wiper in his teeth and ripped savagely at it