The girl looked to be about five-four with a swimsuit model’s figure. The girl paused occasionally to scan the trees around and behind her, but kept coming until she was quite near where Sean hid in the blind. When she was still about thirty yards away the girl turned off, putting a large tree between herself and the game trail. The prey continued to scan the trees as she relieved herself, but failed to notice Sean concealed in the blind. Legs kicking, her chest heaved for air while blood poured into her torn windpipe. Sean had settled in to a well-established blind just off of one of the more open passages through the forest. Jeff darted in at her back and spun her 180 degrees, allowing Nathan to step in and steady her with a hand against her shoulder blade. With her hands occupied trying to free her hair, the girl could offer no resistance when Nathan reached around with his eight-inch hunting knife and cut a deep slash across her exposed throat.
