Wild Bobcat Approaches A Woman, and She Decides to Follow(1)
Claire’s heart thundered, certain they could hear it too. She crouched lower, praying the thick brush would hide her.
A long pause.
Then boots crunching—drawing closer.
Claire’s muscles tensed. She had to decide—run or stay hidden.
She turned her head, searching for escape routes.
If she sprinted, she could put distance between them. But they had guns. If spotted, they wouldn’t hesitate.
She took slow steps back. A branch snagged her sleeve; she bit her lip to stifle a gasp.
Suddenly, a shout: “There! I saw something!”
Adrenaline surged. Claire bolted.
Branches tore at her arms as she sprinted through the trees. Voices shouted behind her, footsteps pounding.
