One second it was on one side of the creek, and the next it was barreling toward Cody who was now staring at me.
“Get out of the way!” I snapped loudly.
She whirled around just in time to see the moose lift its front paw and strike her with it.
Seconds later, it trampled her as it took off into the clearing and beyond my eyesight.
“Shit,” I growled.
Cody was unconscious, and I gently turned her head so she wasn’t facing the snow and saw the huge knot on the top of her forehead.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Shit, piss, and hell.”
I pulled out my radio and called it in, asking for help carrying her out.
Cody lay unconscious the entire time as we waited for help to arrive.
And since I was worried she might’ve broken something important, I left her exactly where she was until a snowmobile and a stretcher showed.
Hux and Koen followed right behind the snowmobile, marching through the snow chaotically as they hurried toward Cody.
“What happened?” the medic that got off the snowmobile asked.
“Moose trampled her,” I explained.
“Great,” the medic said. “Probably several bones broken.”
We got her bundled up and on the snowmobile, and the medic rode her back to the trail head where an ambulance would be waiting.
Meanwhile, I explained exactly what I’d found to Hux and Koen.
“So when she recovers, she gets to go to jail,” Koen guessed.
“Yep,” I confirmed. “And now that I’ve seen her doing that, I can use the fletching off her bow”—I raised the bow in question—“to compare to the other moose kills in the area.”
“Other moose kills?” Hux asked.
“There’ve been six,” I said. “Along with several bear kills and one mule deer.”
“Oh, this should be fun…”
“She’s in there likely paralyzed, and you want to arrest her?” Grace, Vito’s wife, screeched.
“All the fletchings off the dead moose we’ve found lately match hers. And I literally caught her red-handed,” Major answered instead of me.
I’d done that, but Major decided that it should be him who takes the credit for this to keep me out of the spotlight.
I was thankful that I’d called in reinforcements because Grace was really starting to piss me the hell off.
“She’s not paralyzed,” a doctor added helpfully. “She has several broken bones, but none that should prevent her from leaving the hospital tomorrow morning.”
Grace whipped her head around and hissed, “Stay out of this!”
“Just adding she wasn’t paralyzed.” The doctor shrugged. “Also, she’s awake and ready to talk, officers.”
Grace stood in front of the door, barring it as if her tiny body would stop us from going inside. “You’ll wait for her lawyer!”
Major shrugged. “That’s fine with me.”
