7 February 2020 - 15 Minute Fiction Friday
The young girl's distant cries drowned out his senses, even amidst the barking hounds and bellowing rangers.
Young Lucy Taylor had been missing for days now, presumed to the wilderness. But he knew better - that had been when it all started.
"We're close," he said, feeling his body stiffen.
The others looked strangely towards him. He couldn't tell them how he knew she’d been murdered, they’d think him crazy, or worse… implicated.
As though the dogs had sensed it too, the barking stopped and they circled around the spot he had pointed to, the dirt looking ominously fresh.