When Parker’s team unlatched the fence, the bear seemed disoriented, growling slightly. Anika stood nearby, hands held in front of her as if in peace. Finally, the animal stepped inside the trailer as if trusting her. The vehicle idled near the loading bay, guarded by two uniformed rangers and a quiet semicircle of awe.
The boy, now conscious for a short interval, asked about “Bear.” Anika smiled faintly. “He’s safe. We’re just moving him somewhere quieter.” Evan blinked slowly. “He won’t leave, right?” “Only to rest,” she said, and hoped her voice didn’t sound as unsure as she felt.