Chapter 8

It was almost an hour later when two men with identical uniforms and mirrored sunglasses stepped out of an olive-colored truck with Tennessee Wildlife Resources Agency, or TWRA for short, written on the side. The men both looked like they could hold their own in a fight if need be, even though one of them looked like he was well into his fifties. His dark hair was peppered with gray, giving him a weathered, but capable air.