Static from the Motorola alerts me.
His whispered voice asks if I can hear him.
Urgently I pick up the walkie/talkie.
“Yes”, I whisper back.
Quietly, he tells me the bait has not been hit.
Anything can happen.
It might return tonight.
I whisper into the black device “Tonight it will happen. I feel it”.
His randy response, “I know something will happen tonight. With or without that bear”.