Book 2 -11-

[The Returned]

UNKNOWN

I stood at the window, gazing off into the ravine on the western border of the McKinley Ranch. Just beyond that ravine of trees was the place I spent the last five years. I spent those five years hating the very people I spied on and without my beloved, only because I had to pretend to be one of them. No one could grasp the torment of wanting to slit their throats as they slept, or poison their meals and rid the world of their abhorrent existence.

Today didn’t go exactly as planned. My mission was to fiddle with the cameras so the others could slip into Ambersky’s territory without detection. That part worked all too well, thanks to my role in installing them. The guys got in and immediately split up to execute their parts. Perhaps we underestimated those mutts. Everything was going according to plan at first, but one mistake had the men dropping their guard, which left themselves and the others unguarded.

Unfortunately, we lost three good men, including the