A Promise to Protect (Logan Point Book #2): A Novel by Patricia Bradley

Author:Patricia Bradley [Bradley, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC042060, FIC042040, FIC027110
ISBN: 9781441246592
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2014-09-30T00:00:00+00:00

Moonlight guided their path through a break in the canopy of trees overhead. So far Ben hadn’t seen anything or heard anything except buzzing around his head. He used the back of his hand to wipe his forehead as sweat stung his eyes. Another mosquito bit his neck, and he slapped it as quietly as he could.

He shifted the lightweight backpack that carried binoculars, water, and extra ammo. They had hiked at least two miles after they parked Wade’s pickup in a wooded area near the farm. Now they were following Caney River, walking the bank upriver toward Tennessee. Should they get lost, they could follow the river to where it intersected the highway. If Wade didn’t argue with the compass, they shouldn’t get lost, though. His chief deputy seemed comfortable enough, taking the lead as they slipped quietly through the woods. Maybe Ben ought to get into the woods more often. Faint barking reached his ears, and he almost bumped into Wade when his deputy abruptly stopped.

“I think I know where they are. When I was hunting here, I came up on a basin. It’s ringed with bluffs, but there’s a road into it. ’Bout as good a place to do something illegal as any place I know.”

Ben had never hunted these woods, and he deferred to Wade’s judgment, but when his chief deputy veered away from the river to the right, he questioned him. “The barking sounds like it’s straight up the river.”

Wade grunted. “The river winds and twists, fooling you. That road ought to be nearby—those dogfighters aren’t hiking in here.”

“When we get back under the trees, how will we see where we’re going?”

“We’ll have to depend on what moonlight we get. Can’t risk a flashlight.”

As they picked their way through the dense grove of sycamore saplings, Ben tried to put the memory of the five copperheads slithering on the ballpark field out of his mind. Fifteen minutes later they broke through the underbrush onto a road. One that was well-traveled.

Wade checked his compass. “We’ve probably crossed over into Tennessee.”

“How do you know?”

“When I was hunting here, the only road this good came out on the Tennessee side over on Highway 312. I had forgotten that was the way we took the logs out.”

Ben pulled his sweat-soaked T-shirt away from his body. “Why didn’t we just go in on the Tennessee side, instead of hiking through the woods? Never mind,” he muttered. Like they could just drive right up to the dogfight. “You know a way to get to that basin besides this road? Sure wouldn’t want to run into any of their guards.”

Wade’s teeth gleamed in the moonlight. “Yeah. We’ll skirt to the south, climb the ridge, and follow it to the bluff overlooking the basin.”

Ben figured there’d be more hiking. He followed Wade, branches slapping his face, and mosquitoes buzzing his ears, and no telling what beneath his feet. When they came to the base of the ridge, the terrain went from flat to straight up.

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