Crowbones

CHAPTER 11

Them

Windsday, Grau 31

Not wanting to get knocked over or smacked in the face by a wild gesture, Richard Cardosa sat in a chair and watched his colleague’s feverish pacing around the cabin.

“Did you see anything?” Roash demanded. “Did you see it?”

Cardosa shook his head. “I was too far away from the door.”

“All that fear in the Crowgard, just from something seen for a moment combined with a sound in the dark and a couple of words. I have to interview those Crows and find out what they saw. This is big, Richard. This is breakthrough research.”

It wasn’t even close to being breakthrough research. At least, not on Roash’s end of the project.

Gonna gitcha.

Well, they had certainly done that.

Cardosa listened and listened and patiently listened to Roash’s speculation and conjecture about something that couldn’t be verified from the available data.

And he wondered what Roash would say about the bleach.