Clive. I let out a long breath. Maybe sharing the carrots with him wasn’t a bad idea after all. As he barreled out of my line of sight, the men broke into panicked shouts. This was it. My only chance. Crouching low and clutching the laptop to my chest, I ran as fast as I could down the hill toward the tree line. Halfway there, I glanced over my shoulder. Several guys had taken off on their bikes while others were still stomping around the front of the house. Even a big tough biker was terrified of a giant bull moose, and with good reason.
