Geelie skipped merrily along after Dean as he trudged down the forest path, keeping her eyes peeled for the other two hunters.
Because it was a trap, of course. She'd been around long enough to know when she was being baited.
The other two were probably – no, they were definitely skulking around here somewhere, probably planning on shooting her.
Stupid. And unoriginal. Not to mention a complete waste of their time, and hers.
There was only one way these humans could send her to hell, and it was unlikely they knew what it was.
Geelie couldn't possibly be that lucky.
