TRISTEN
"Tell me again."
Axe sighs but he starts to speak anyway. "The trackers who were out for the day said they got a lead."
Tristen raises one brow at the words, his fingers tapping out a meaningless rhythm on his knees.
It hadn't made sense the first time he heard it and it still didn't make sense now.
He repeats it again.
Maybe saying it out loud one more time will help.
"They found a lead?"
It does not.
"That's what they said."
Axe shrugs as he says it, one elbow resting against the open window of the car as it speedss down the road and towards the so-called discovery.
Tristen hopes they are wrong about it being a body.
He would chew them out, the other trackers who sent the word, but he needed them to be wrong.
Missing protectors were one thing.
But dead ones...
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