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She remembered the time he carried her out of the woods when she
twisted her ankle. The Christmas card he wrote to her when he was
eight and she was seven, telling her how much he loved her and would
always protect her. Everyone said that time would help heal the
grief of her brother's death, but right now, she didn't want healing,
just revenge. Pain had brought her this far and would easily carry
her through the next two days.
Elise wasn't a master falconer like Annette or Jules. She had never
been able to put in the time, running the family electronics company.
But her fascination with the birds, especially these birds, was
there nonetheless. So she watched as the two birds paid close attention
to Annette.
The giant raptors might not understand what she was doing, but
from a hundred feet away, their eyes could see the etched writing
on the dime-size battery in Annette's hand better than Annette could
at arm's length. After replacing the final battery with a new one,
Annette collected both of the tiny transmitter collars off her makeshift
plywood table and started briskly toward her curious pupils. They
would not want to be kept waiting.
Long, fat drops of water were falling from the high domed ceiling
of the indoor tennis court. Several small puddles were forming on
the cracked clay surface. Over the last few months, she and Annette
had become accustomed to the dingy, peeling white paint, pitted
electrical conduits, spider webs, rodent droppings, and dank air.
The milky skylights were always loud when it rained, but they still
allowed adequate light in
more than enough for the eagles.
"Easy now, my loves," Annette said, as her experienced
hands slipped the newly-energized collars around each one of the
golden eagle's soft necks. The dark collars all but vanished beneath
the shadows of their deep auburn feathers. "Just a few more
minutes," she said caringly.
The giant raptors each stood strapped to heavy wood perches, busily
hitching their heads and stretching their wings. Magnificent animals.
The best she had ever trained.
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