Chapter 3 Imagining Tracks
Chapter 3 Imagining Tracks Chapter 3 Imagining Tracks Miguel froze in the ringing silence of the night. That scream - that low, deep scream still echoed through his mind. Which way had it come from? The moor was quieter than any place he'd ever been, and the darkness crept in more fully, leaving Miguel alone and lost. Leaves rustled to his left, and shadows stole toward him from the right. Miguel's throat tightened. "Mr. Holmes?" he squeaked. "Is that you?" The sounds stopped cold. Miguel str
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Chapter 3 Imagining Tracks
Chapter 3 Imagining Tracks
