The snow was beginning to come down harder, visibility worsening, yet the man was ready and waiting, perched in the deer stand. From the trees he had an overhead view of the highway. Ready and posed he waited for that perfect shot, the perfect victim. White on white he almost missed it, but there it was, with a full luggage rack and skis strapped to the roof. Perfect. The dark spirit laughed with glee over the man’s shoulder before hissing out the order to shoot. “Hurry up…take the shot before they’re out of range.” The man raised the sight to his right eye. Zeroing in on the target, he quickly popped off two shots. Seconds later the rear tire of the jeep blew out and skidded back and forth before wobbling to the side of the road. The man bellowed out a wicked laugh along with his unseen accomplice. Then he immediately picked up his two-way radio. “The bait’s down…move in for the kill.” “Roger that.” A voice on the other end radioed back.
See what a mysterious Kansas town, cattle rustlers, and kidnappers have in common in this supernatural thriller.