Belly of the Beast
““There are no tracks; maybe he didn’t understand, maybe—”
“You are ready now?” asked a voice behind them.
Pytor and Niki spun about. Borya stood beside a building, snow falling on his hat.
“I drove to the main road to confuse our tracks and came back on the other side of the creek.” Borya pointed across a small ravine. “Your car is over there. Hurry, we can still catch the train.”
Driving was slow. Borya kept wiping the inside of the windshield while the windshield wipers slapped away new snow on the outside. Pytor kneeled in the back where the fish had been, his head forward between Borya and Niki.
“How did you know how to draw bone marrow?” he asked Niki.
“I had some courses in practical nursing.”
“I’ve seen operations. You didn’t learn that from a textbook.”
“Remember I said I started this trip without any sleep? I was practicing. A doctor risked her license to teach me. She said I should pack the bone marrow in dry ice.”
“We’d have a better chance of finding Noah’s ark,”
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