Ghost Canyon (The John Decker Supernatural Thriller Series Book 7) by Anthony M. Strong

Author:Anthony M. Strong
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: West Street Publishing
Published: 2021-05-13T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

THE BRIGHT NEVADA sunshine streamed in through Decker’s window. It was a little after eight in the morning and he could hear hammering and sawing coming from further down the corridor. He rose and got dressed, then headed downstairs and made his way to the kitchen.

When he entered, Decker found the Feds, Barnes and Fowler, sitting at the table, eating bacon and eggs. A shaggy yellow-haired dog sprawled at their feet, looking up hopefully.

Robyn was fussing over the stove. She turned at Decker’s arrival and smiled. “Sleep well?”

“I did, thank you.” Decker took a seat. The dog dragged itself up and padded over to him, sniffing curiously.

“That’s Tieg,” Robyn said. “He’s the official food taster.”

“He’s going to have to wait awhile to taste mine,” Decker replied. “I’m famished.”

“Good.” Robyn turned with a plate of food and placed it in front of him. “Eat up.”

“Thanks,” Decker said. He glanced around the table. “Did anyone else hear gunshots last night?”

Fowler shook his head. “I slept like a log.”

“Me too,” Barnes said. “Although I did wake up around two, but I don’t know why. What time did you hear the shots?”

“Around that time.”

“It was probably yahoos out in the desert,” Robyn said. “It’s happened before. They drive up into the mountains to camp, party, and get shitfaced. I wouldn’t worry yourself about it.”

“Seems reasonable.” Decker shrugged and turned his attention to the food. He ate quickly, digging into the hearty breakfast with gusto. When his hunger was sated, he glanced toward the two FBI agents. “I’m planning to look around this morning, maybe go up to the mine, just to get the lay of the land. Is that going to be a problem?”

“I don’t see why it would be,” Fowler said. “You’re the specialist here. We’ve been told to assist you in any way possible.”

“Are you planning to go inside?” Barnes asked.

“Not yet.” Decker shook his head. “I’d like to get a better idea what we’re dealing with before that happens.”

“Makes sense.” Barnes nodded.

“Do you have the medical examiner’s report on the search team member that was killed, Sasha Martin?”

“Not yet in,” Fowler replied. “It’s only been forty-eight hours. I can call the Clark County ME’s office and see where we stand if you like. Is there something in particular you’re looking for?”

“Not sure,” Decker replied. “But I would like to get their opinion on cause of death. If they think a human or an animal inflicted the wounds.”

“I watched the body cam footage,” Barnes chimed in. “That was no human, at least not a normal one.”

“Didn’t look much like an animal either,” Fowler said. “Looked more like a walking skeleton.”

“Which is precisely why I want a professional opinion. The ME hasn’t seen that footage, therefore won’t be swayed by presumption. Regardless of what the officer’s camera filmed, we cannot jump to conclusions. Sometimes things aren’t what they seem.”

“Sometimes they are,” Fowler said, grimly. “Pretty hard to mistake Sasha Martin’s killer for a bobcat, at least if you’ve watched the footage. Regardless, I’ll see what I can do.

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