London Carter Boxed Set: Books 4 - 6 by Bourg BJ

Author:Bourg, BJ [Bourg, BJ]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2017-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 29

When Tricia got closer to the object, she recognized it to be a partially erected tent. Other gear was scattered about and a small stack of wood had been gathered for a fire, but it didn’t look like it had been lit. It was obvious these campers had been interrupted. But who were they and who had interrupted them? Was this the campsite of Dawn and her dad? Without having a description of their gear, it was impossible to know for sure, but she was willing to bet this was it.

Tricia took more pictures and then began conducting a spiral search of the area, beginning at the tent and working outward in an ever-enlarging semi-circle. It was during this process that she located more blood near the cliff wall, but it was much more than she had found near the Jeep.

As she took pictures and searched the area, something caught her eye on the wall of the cliff. While most of the wall was a dark gray color, this one spot was white. She moved closer and saw that there was a small, round indention. She brushed the surface with her finger. It felt pulverized. “This is a gunshot,” she said softly. “The bullet exited the victim and hit the wall here, but where did it go afterward?”

After looking around to make sure no one was about to attack her, she dropped to her hands and knees and began scouring the ground in search of a bullet. Cool moisture seeped through her pants and wet her knees as she crawled around on the damp ground.

Tricia made imaginary grids and searched each one thoroughly before moving on to the next one. Finally, after searching for about twenty minutes, she located a badly damaged bullet under a small bush. It had pulverized shards of rock stuck in its tiny crevices, and it was fresh. She snapped a picture of it and then carefully wrapped it in a leaf and tucked it into her shirt pocket.

After taking a final look around, she stood and walked to the riverbank. She pulled out her pocket knife and cut a thin strip from her white undershirt and dipped it in the water. Next, she returned to the pool of dried blood and swabbed it with her wet shirt. Her shirt was not sterile and the water not distilled, but it was the best she could do under the circumstances.

Tricia cut two more strips from her shirt and saturated them in the river. Securing one of the strips as a reference sample, she hurried back to Dawn’s Jeep to swab the blood stain on the ground at that location. As she was walking to secure the evidence in her four-by-four, she noticed two sets of fresh tire tracks in the soft mud. It was obvious there hadn’t been much traffic in and out of this area in a while and, since the large tire tracks were obviously from Dawn’s mud tires, the other tracks had to belong to the bad guys.

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