Parker’s meeting with Moxie Castin was postponed for a few days due to an indisposition on the lawyer’s part, which Parker put down to Moxie’s consistent ingestion of sugary carbonated beverages, but which the lawyer claimed was flu.
The delay was fortunate, because the black dog came upon Parker, a sadness that turned the world to gray. He retreated to his home, turned off his phone, and waited for Jennifer to come.
AND TO THE NORTH, the men and women gathered in ever-greater numbers: police and wardens; experts in bodies and experts in bone; all in the service of nameless remains.
All for the woman in the woods.