Chapter 110
As soon as they hit The Crown after a long, hard day, Clint motioned to a helper he had behind the bar that night and came to sit in the booth with them, bringing drinks with him.
"None of you look like you've been having much fun today," he said, sliding in next to Sophia.
Logan took a swallow of his beer. "That's an understatement. Besides freezing our asses off, I don't think we accomplished a damn thing."
"We did mark off a few more places as likely targets for the beast," Sophia told him. "But there's just so many of them."
Clint nodded. "I can see that. When Logan and I did our recon last night we thought the same thing." He frowned. "But I have to say, The Warren place isn't one either of us marked last night as a possibility. Too open. Too far from the cover of trees. That's what you look for, right?"
Sophia nodded. "With all the others, even if the houses are isolated, there were always lots of trees right around the dwelling so the beast had cover."