'I thought I had already earned that distinction,' Kier replied, grabbing toilet tissue from the dead man's pack.
'If you wipe my ass, I'll kill you.'
Chapter 19
When the Great Spirit sent down woman, he required that she obey man just as Coyote listens to Rabbit.
'' I need you to stand on the log,'' he said after he had packed things and was ready to move.
'What for?'
She appeared miserably weak. Her belly was still cramping after two more incidents. 'I can't go standing up, if you'll recall.'
'I am happy to see that your sense of humor is returning. I am going to carry you piggyback-style.'
'No way. You can't carry me down this mountain with a full pack.'
'Just until you're feeling a little better.'
When Kier had first arrived, she could barely speak. Able to walk a little now, he knew she hoped she could go on her own. Undoubtedly, she was struggling for every shred of independence she could find. It was important to this woman to be dependant on no man. But her dependence was a fact, and he hadn't a clue as to how he could change it. She said nothing when Kier hoisted her up. Putting her arms around Kier's neck and her legs around his waist, he felt her leaning into his back, supported by his heavy forearms under her thighs. He was able to hold her securely despite the field pack and two M-16s between her and him.
At 115 pounds, her weight alone would not slow him down much. But he had another 40 or 50 pounds of equipment hanging off him, making the long hike a real challenge. Last time he had checked, he was a lean 230 pounds-most of it solid muscle.
Before starting out, Kier threw a line around her back, tying it across his chest. It gave her something to lean against. Once on the trail, he began a smooth jog, which with snowshoes was really more of a fast shuffle.
'This Tillman man is a dangerous hunter,' he said. 'It will take him no more than another fifteen minutes to find the spot we just left-assuming he went back to Bear's Cave.'
After a time, Kier stopped. His labored breathing seemed to fill the quiet. They were in a grove of large pine.
'It's like a park, as though someone cleared all the underbrush,' Jessie said.
'People have camped here and burned everything near the ground.' Kier kicked off the snowshoes. 'Also, the treetops keep out the sun, so only plants that like shade will grow, mostly broadleafs or hemlock.'
'Are we going to stop here for the night?'
'We can't.' Kier paused. 'We've got to keep going.'
'Where?' she said.
'A cabin. You'll like it.'
'I wanted to tell you, that the guy who I got with a grenade talked before he died. He said his group was doing something with a Tilok mink farm.'
'Yeah. I had a captive briefly who told me the same thing. They took five mink to the clinic.'
'Why, I wonder?'
'I haven't a clue. They were waiting for that plane to drop the pods and that's why they were here.'
'Instant army.'
'The crash according to this guy was unexpected.'
'Undoubtedly, they were shooting holes in the plane while they were shooting at each other.'
'I did some more reading while you were asleep in the hut. I'll tell you about it when we get to the cabin.'
Kier led her through the woods beside the open trail.
'Give me just the good stuff of what you read,' she said as they walked.
'I want to show you some more passages.'
'Fine, fine, but tell me the guts of it now.'
'I want to show you why I think they felt the need to clone people. I've got to explain the research. At the cabin. I'll show you.'
After backtracking one hundred feet, they stood five feet off the tunnellike passage through the forest that was the pathway.
'Move your feet just slightly, like you would if you were waiting impatiently.'
'When he sees this, he will think we are trying to ambush him?' She was catching on.
'He will wonder, and the wondering is enough. It will make him cautious… slow him down.'
'Why am I moving and you're not?'
'Because he knows I wouldn't move.'
'What? So I'm supposed to be stupid?'
'You'll learn, and then he'll read your knowledge in your track. But if I had said nothing and we had been here for twenty minutes, wouldn't your feet have moved just a tiny bit? If there was no movement, he would think we had only waited for a short time.' Kier pointed behind her. 'Take one step back.' She did as he suggested. Squatting down, Kier flicked on a small light. 'Now look at the size of your track. See how large it is and how the borders are blurred? Now look at mine.' Kier stepped backward. 'If he looks at this, he will wonder if we waited twenty minutes trying to catch him unawares.
'He'll know from my prior track up the trail that I was carrying you, that you were sick or wounded. Then he'll see that here you walked along after me. See the angle of your feet, compared to mine? And the way you stood next to me? He'll think you were waiting for me while I was looking up the trail, probably with my gun at the ready. When you step, you don't raise your feet high. You walk tired.'
Kier touched her shoulder. 'Let's go. I think he'll get our message. The illusion is at least confusing.'
When they returned to the pack, Kier pointed to a log.
'I can walk now,' she said, obviously anticipating him.
'I want to jog,' Kier said.
'Are you always so… dismissive?'
Kier turned to her, stepping so close that she looked up at him. Reaching out, he touched her face. He let his eyes say the words that he felt.
'Oh, God,' she said, meeting his gaze. He thought he saw confusion and uncertainty in her face. Seconds passed before she lowered her eyes.
Kier dropped his hand and turned to pick up his pack. 'I'll carry you. It will be faster that way. When you are stronger, you can go on your own.'
'Come over here next to the log and I'll climb on.'
Chapter 20
Stars are the spirits of our forefathers.
On cloudless nights we are overcome by their smile.
