Dancing Tides (233 page)

“T
h
a
t took some
skill.
H
e
h
a
d to be
a
h
e
lluva
shot.”

“E
x
ac
t
l
y
.”

Squ
aw
k
y
bi
r
ds
w
e
r
e
c
i
rc
l
ing
ov
er
h
ea
d,
wa
iting
th
e
ir
tu
r
n
a
t the
c
a
rca
ss.
T
h
e
blow
f
li
e
s h
a
d
a
l
r
e
a
d
y
a
r
r
iv
e
d.

Ke
e
g
a
n loo
k
e
d s
k
y
war
d,
si
g
h
e
d.
“
W
e
n
ee
d to
g
e
t
him out of
h
er
e
b
ef
o
r
e
t
h
e
s
ca
v
e
n
g
er
s s
w
oop do
w
n
a
nd th
a
t m
e
a
ns
I
n
ee
d to
g
e
t st
ar
t
e
d.
T
he
soon
e
r
I
f
inish, the
soon
e
r
w
e
g
e
t to b
a
g him.”

Co
r
d
wa
t
c
h
e
d
h
e
r
p
r
o
fe
s
sion
a
l d
e
m
ea
nor
slip into pl
ace
.
B
ut he
c
ould t
e
ll
i
t
c
ost h
e
r
in so
rr
ow
a
nd
a
n
g
uish b
ec
a
u
se
sh
e’
d
g
one
p
a
le
a
t t
h
e
g
o
r
e
of
it
a
ll.

She
un
z
ipp
e
d h
e
r
ca
m
e
r
a
ca
s
e
, took out a
p
r
o
fe
ss
i
on
a
l
N
ikon,
a
nd st
ar
t
e
d
s
n
a
pping photos in
ra
pid su
cce
ssi
o
n.

Co
r
d h
a
d n
e
v
e
r
b
ee
n o
n
e
to und
er
st
a
nd the
shooting
of
a
nim
a
ls.
Ye
s, h
e
’
d
b
ee
n to
war
.
Ye
s, h
e’
d kill
e
d in
c
om
b
a
t.
Ye
s, he
h
a
d b
ee
n t
r
a
i
n
e
d to kill
b
y
the
milit
a
r
y
.
B
ut this—killing som
e
thing
just b
eca
u
s
e
y
ou
c
ould, b
eca
u
s
e
it
wa
s
th
er
e
took—

Sudd
e
n
l
y
Co
r
d
g
ot a
si
c
k
fee
li
n
g
in his
g
ut. Could Rob
b
y
M
ac
k St
e
v
e
ns be
re
sponsible
f
or
thi
s
?
T
o
w
h
a
t pu
r
pos
e
?

B
ut
w
ith Rob
b
y
M
a
c
k,
h
e
kn
e
w
d
a
mn
w
e
ll, the
m
a
n did not n
ee
d a
r
ea
son
t
o kill.
A
nd sin
c
e
Rob
b
y
a
l
rea
d
y
h
a
d
a
t
a
ste
a
t killing
hum
a
ns,
killing
a
n
a
nim
a
l
w
ould
be
spo
r
t, a
wa
lk in the p
ar
k.

J
ust b
eca
use
th
e
y
h
a
dn
’
t
s
ee
n a
s
i
g
n of
the
b
a
st
ar
d
, didn
’
t m
ea
n th
e
y
n
ee
d
e
d to d
r
op th
e
ir
g
u
a
r
d
a
nd
g
e
t slop
p
y
n
o
w
.
N
ot
f
or
the
f
i
r
st tim
e
,
Co
r
d
w
ish
e
d he
h
a
d
n
e
v
e
r
b
ee
n stupid.
H
e
w
ish
e
d he
still h
a
d th
a
t little
.22
f
or
s
ec
u
r
i
t
y
r
ea
s
ons.

H
e
r
ubb
e
d his
c
hin
a
nd si
g
h
e
d.
I
t
c
ouldn
’
t be
h
e
lp
e
d. Stupidi
t
y
h
a
d to be
d
e
a
lt
w
ith
a
nd p
a
id
f
or
a
nd th
e
n mo
v
e
d
b
e
y
ond to
g
e
t to the
oth
e
r
sid
e
.

H
e
just hop
e
d like
h
e
ll, it didn
’
t
c
ost him
Ke
e
g
a
n.

Co
r
d h
ear
d voi
c
e
s
c
omi
n
g
f
r
om the
r
i
d
g
e
up
a
bo
v
e
a
nd kn
e
w
E
t
h
a
n Co
d
y
a
nd St
e
ve Childs h
a
d
arr
iv
e
d.

A
s soon
a
s she
tu
r
n
e
d
a
n
d spott
e
d
E
th
a
n
a
nd St
e
v
e
,
Ke
e
g
a
n squ
ea
k
e
d out,
“
Ri
g
ht now
I h
a
ve
a
ll the
pi
c
tu
r
e
s
I
n
e
e
d of
the
s
c
e
n
e
.
B
ut
I
’
d l
i
ke
to g
e
t the
s
ea
l to the
c
e
nt
e
r
a
s soon
a
s possible
a
nd be
th
er
e
w
h
e
n
B
r
a
n do
e
s the
n
ecr
op
s
y
,
d
i
g
s out the
slu
g
s
.
”