DEBTS (Vinlanders' Saga Book 3) by Frankie Robertson

Author:Frankie Robertson [Robertson, Frankie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Castle Rock Pubishing
Published: 2014-07-16T04:00:00+00:00

Aren pulled up short some distance from where he’d left Annikke and Benoia to survey the ground, the foliage, and the trees. The signs were subtle, but they were there for any good hunter to find, let alone one with a Tracker talent. Multiple people had passed by here, and none of the tracks belonged to Annikke or Benoia.

Using all his woodcraft, Aren silently backed away a good distance, cached the young buck he’d shot and cleaned, then nocked an arrow. Spiraling around the clearing, he watched for watchers and listened for careless conversation, or, gods forbid, cries of distress.

He hadn’t gone far before he found the bodies of three men lying side by side. A spike of alarm jolted his heart. It was too much to hope that this violence hadn’t touched Annikke and Benoia, but at least it wasn’t their bodies lying here. Aren pushed down the impulse to rush into their camp to reassure himself that they were all right, and looked closer at the dead. The bodies were marred by arrow and stab wounds. Annikke and Benoia hadn’t killed these men. Others had done so, and it was far more likely to be the result of a falling out amongst Outcasts than it was to have been honorable men defeating ruffians. Even if there’d been a battle between good men and evil, these fallen could be the good.

Instead of following his desire, he continued on his inward circle until he found a place where repeated tracks indicated a path that had been traveled more than once by a perimeter guard. He obscured any trace of his own passage, then tucked himself back among the undergrowth and settled in for his second hunt of the day.

He hadn’t long to wait.

The sun had moved less than a handspan when Aren heard someone coming. A few moments later a tall, well-rounded woman passed by his hiding spot carrying a bow. She moved carefully, making little noise. Aren held still. The woman paused as she crossed the place where he’d stopped to read tracks, casting her gaze about as she examined the ground for sign. Aren held his breath. If the woman had a Talent for Tracking equal or better than his own, she’d see through his tricks.

He waited, watching as she searched the area. When the woman finally moved on, Aren released a pent up breath.

The next person to pass by his hiding place was a slender woman who was as silent as the breeze. She didn’t hesitate as she passed by.

Aren continued to wait. He’d seen seven different sets of tracks as he’d circled the clearing. He could assume that three of them belonged to the dead men. That left four.

The third woman didn’t follow the same route as the other two. She traveled a wider path, passing beyond Aren, but still not seeing him in his hide. When the first woman again passed by at the expected interval, Aren had seen enough. Only three women were patrolling the camp.

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