Chapter 17
And I did, in a whisper, right there in the back seat of the university vehicle. I tried to make my drama boring, like a well-thumbed bedtime story. I hoped Benjie would drift off before I reached the end.
Instead, his body quivered with excitement when I’d barely started. “Of course,” he muttered. Then, “Animism, I should have figured. You think the people your cave woman met guided her toward the sacred place from the other vision?” I didn’t answer, but he continued anyway. “Of course they did. A bear paw means major shamanic powers...and it also means we’re on the right track.”
“On the right track?” Despite myself, I c****d my head, wanting to hear his answer.
“Bear paw...Bearclaw tribe?” While I frowned out my confusion, he dragged his duffel halfway across the seat back
