month ago, right?"
Marian glanced over at her friend, her face grim as she nodded once.
The conversation kept the two women busy and walking in the direction Kali needed to go. So far so good.
As they moved closer, Shiloh's ears perked up. They were at the edge now, not far from the ravine and its grisly prize. Bending, she released Shiloh's lead and checked her working harness over again, tightening the buckle. Shiloh understood. Using hand signals she commanded Shiloh to go search.
The dog bounded into the brush. She jumped onto a fallen log before disappearing into the underbrush on the other side. Dew drops fell, splattering widely from the disruption. Birds scattered. A cacophony of beating wingss and bird cries rose to the treetops.
As the other two women continued to talk, Kali kept an ear tuned to the conversation and both eyes on the dog. Shiloh lifted her nose and went into action. It didn't take her a minute before she stopped at the exact spot in the ravine and barked several times. Then she lay down, her nose buried beneath her paws.
Both women stopped, twisting to stare into the woods.
Leaving the women, Kali hurried toward to Shiloh, stepping carefully over the underbrush and fallen wood. "I'm coming Shiloh. Hang on."
Patting the dog on the back, she whispered, "Good girl, Shiloh." Taking a treat from the pouch at her waist, she held it out. Shiloh whined, bolted the food down, then replaced her paws over her nose. She whined again. Kali kicked herself for forgetting Shiloh's teddy bear. Shiloh liked her teddy bear anytime. She needed it after finding cadavers.
Kali studied the area. Whoever had done this had taken advantage of the natural hollow of the ravine and heavy brush, basically tumbling the bank over the body. It was a lot of dirt and had to amount to many hundreds of pounds. If that person had been alive initially, they wouldn't have been for long.
"What's wrong?" Doris called. The women were curious, yet unconcerned, not understanding a working dog's signals. Not that other rescue workers would, either. Due to her special skills, Kali had been forced to create unique signals for Shiloh that could adjust to the different situations.
She glanced over at the women. "Shiloh says she's found something."
"Oh." They both ran closer.
Kali yelled, "No." She held her hands up. "Stop. Don't come any closer. We need to call the police. Do either of you have a cell phone?"
Both women immediately held up phones, shock on their faces. One phoned the rescue center and the other phoned her husband - the policeman.
***
Another successful mission and another successful experiment. Kali had failed beautifully.
Now Texan - and damn, he liked that moniker - had proof she was using unnatural skills. She had to have been to find the body this far away from the site. That had been his mistake with the Bralorne victim - he'd buried him on site where her finding the victim could have been accidental. And he couldn't have that. He'd needed a definitive answer. Now he had one. There could be no mistake here. Satisfaction permeated his soul. He'd caught her...and now she would pay.
Pleasure rippled through him. Safely tucked in the middle of the crowd, he watched as Kali sat and waited, unable to leave. The crime scene surged with waves of people. He carefully hid his smirk. Once again, she didn't appreciate the effort he'd put out for her. That was okay, this time she wasn't meant to. She would though. Eventually. They had time. It wasn’t like he was going anywhere.
He studied Kali's face. Fatigue had aged her. Covered in dust, she sat hunched over, weary patience holding her upright. No longer a perfect princess.
Her night wasn't over yet either. The police were still going to want to talk to her. Again and again and again. He chortled.
Damn, he liked pissing her life down the drain.
***
Kali wondered how much longer. With the police short-staffed due to the apartment crisis, it seemed
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