"No it does not," Derek assured him. "That's perfectly understandable. If it looks like it's going ot take some time, you can come back with the others or I can arrange a commercial flight."
"It shouldn't take long," Bryce said, knowing the perfect man for the job. He pulled his cell phone from the pocket of his parka and dialed up the only man he trusted to run his father's store. "Hello?" Keyle Redcrow's voice came in on the other side. "Kyle, its Bryce," the photographer identified himself. "Bryce?! Where have you been? I have been trying to reach your apaprtment since I got back." "I'm here, In Nome, I got here this morning." "Why? Well that's not important. I have something I must tell you," The Native american;s voice grew grimly serious. "On the trip up to the whitewolf cave, your father was-" "I know," Bryce said, cutting his friend off, partially because he couldn;t handle hearing the news again. "I just need you to meet me in the store in about half an hour." "I'll be there." "Thanks Kyle," Bryce said. He hung up the phone and pulled his jacket back on. "I'm going to take a taxi to the store," he said. "Anyone care to tag along?" __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Yahoo! Shopping - Mother's Day is May 12th! http://shopping.yahoo.com
