Now and then, one of them jerked around to look out into the larches, as though certain Gannajero and her warriors were sneaking up on them.Koracoo understood the feeling. Toksus might well be bait for a trap. His story about how he’d gotten here was curious enough, but his insistence that he’d awakened beside the dead boy was truly bizarre.She clutched CorpseEye and started walking in a small circle around the children, studying the ground for tracks. If Toksus wasn’t making it up, someone must have placed Sassacus’ body beside him. Who? Why? Had someone been trying to frighten Toksus? That seemed unlikely. Perhaps in some twisted way, Sassacus had been a gift. Company for a lost little boy? Or something more sinister. A warning not to tell anyone what had happened to him?“Did you actually see Zateri?” Odion asked. He smoothed his shoulder-length black hair behind his ears. Sunlight falling through the branches striped his round face. “You’re sure she was all right?”Toksus pulled open the laces on a bag he carried and drew out a handful of huckleberries.
