Chapter 13

“I get suspicious when things have been wiped away,” she explained. “Then we came to here. I wondered why the path stopped a few yards before that pile of rocks. Look behind that first one.”

Carver and one of the other men moved forward and rolled a rock to the side.

“Holy shit,” Carver exclaimed. He pulled out rubber gloves and snapped them on. He carefully took the package from the ground. It was a stash of about ten or fifteen pounds of a white substance, triple-wrapped in heavy plastic.

“We’ve got to take this back to town and see what it is. Have you found anything else?”

Cam shook her head. “Not yet. We were looking. There are a lot of little paths through here.”

Carver turned to the other man.

“Make sure this gets into my car. We should look through the pile of rocks and see if there’s anything else under there.”