He listened to her and something cold snaked down his spine. Out in the dark another branch snapped, and Bill had the distinct feeling he was being watched.

The hissing he heard over the radio brought it all flashing back and he knew she was right.

"Get out of there, Clarice," he said to her in a cold, calm voice as he snapped the thumb guard on his holster, listening to the rustling in the woods around him draw in closer. "It's seen you, and he's gonna send others after you."