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It took Quinn a few minutes to beach the boat and climb up the rocks to reach Sam

“Brah,” Quinn said

Sam nodded “Yeah I look pretty bad How…”

“I was fishing I saw the fire” Quinn knelt beside him, obviously unsure what he could do to ease his friend’s suffering

“I look bad, and ht,” Sam slurred

“I’ll get you back to town,” Quinn said

“No, brah Get a car”

“Sam, you can’t…”

“Quinn” Saht “Get a car”

“Back off, doggies,” Dekka growled

The coyotesEach circuit just a little closer

“Which one of you is Pack Leader?” Dekka de closer and closer? “I have an offer I…I can help you I want to talk to Pack Leader”

One of the coyotes stopped ent face to her “Pack Leader me”

The voice was high-pitched, strained, as though the act of atte speech was painful

Dekka had only seen Pack Leader from a distance, but she knew this wasn’t hi face, a scar on his er