“Leave it for Chuck. It’s been here for months, so I doubt it’s going anywhere.”
The men went back to where they were working on the fence, while Cam poked around at the car, trying to see into windows without touching anything.
Fifteen minutes later, Cam’s phone rang.
“Cam, it’s Chuck. Walt said you found something.”
“Yes,” she answered succinctly, “the other boy and the car.”
“Holy fuck,” was Chuck’s response. “Accessible from Lake Road or Leadville?”
“Leadville. Before my new fence.”
“We’ll be there in about a half hour.”
“We’ll still be here.”
And the lines went dead.
* * * *
The branches had all been pulled away and the leaves raked back. All the troopers had gloves on so they wouldn’t disturb anything and were being careful to touch as little as possible. When the car door was opened, the stench from inside made them all retreat quite a ways.
“Damn,” Chuck exclaimed. “That is rank. The forensics guys at the medical lab are going to have to stop breathing.”