WOLF STALKER
A MYSTERY IN YELLOWSTONE NATIONAL PARK
GLORIA SKURZYNSKI AND ALANE FERGUSON
For Barbara Lalicki
Together again, the three of us
Copyright © 1997 Gloria Skurzynski and Alane Ferguson
Cover illustration copyright © 2007 Jeffery Mangiat
All rights reserved.
Reproduction of the whole or any part of the contents is prohibited without written permission from the National Geographic Society, 1145 17th Street N.W., Washington, D.C. 20036.
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to living persons or events other than descriptions of natural phenomena is purely coincidental.
Map by Matthew Frey—Wood Ronsaville Harlin, Inc.
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Skurzynski, Gloria
Wolf stalker / Gloria Skurzynski and Alane Ferguson p. cm.—(A national parks mystery; #1)
Summary: Twelve-year-old Jack, his younger sister, and the family’s teenage foster child Troy go to Yellowstone National Park, where Jack’s mother, a wildlife veterinarian, is investigating the report that wolves reintroduced to the park have killed a dog there.
ISBN: 978-1-4263-0964-9
[1. Wolves—Fiction. 2. Wildlife reintroduction—Fiction. 3. Wildlife conservation—Fiction. 4. Yellowstone National Park—Fiction. 5. National parks and reserves—Fiction. 6. Mystery and detective stories.]I. Ferguson, Alane. II. Title. III. Series.
PZ7.S6287Wo 1997 97-11125
[Fic]—DC21
Version: 2017-07-05
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
The authors are grateful for the valuable
information provided so generously by
Mike Phillips, Wolf Restoration Program Leader,
Yellowstone National Park;
Marsha Karle, Chief of Public Affairs,
Yellowstone National Park;
Elden Naranjo, Tribal Historian for
the Southern Ute Tribe;
Bruce L. Smith, Wildlife Biologist,
National Elk Refuge, Jackson, Wyoming;
and Larry F. Jones, ballistics expert.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
AFTERWORD
A soulful howl rose, fell, and then faded. It told the man he was zeroing in on his prey. As he fingered the barrel of his rifle, his eyes searched the thick forest growth for signs of his enemy. There! A flash of black fur followed by a streak of silver—instantly he raised his rifle, but before he could take aim, the wolves disappeared into the brush. Once again, they had escaped his bullet.
“Don’t care how long it takes,” he murmured. “You’re mine.” Slinging his rifle across his shoulder, the man impatiently pushed at branches hanging in his line of sight. Morning light dappled Yellowstone National Park, turning the autumn grass into pale gold. Intent on his quest, the man didn’t notice.
He was the stalker; the wolves, his prey….
CHAPTER ONE
“Can’t you put some quarters in the slot or something to make it shoot off?” Troy asked. “We’ve been waiting forever.”
Jack looked up sharply.
He didn’t know Troy well enough to tell if he was joking. Ashley, though, burst out laughing.
“Mom!” she yelled. “Troy said we should put money in a slot to make Old Faithful start. Like it was a video game or something. Isn’t that funny?”
Olivia Landon smiled, but Jack could tell his mother was distracted. She stared intently at a cellular phone she was holding. “Mmm,” she murmured, which meant she hadn’t really noticed what anyone was saying.
Ashley tried again. “Mom—”
Suddenly, their mother seemed to focus. “I’m sorry, honey. It’s just—every minute that slips by makes it harder for me to analyze the killing scene.” Turning the cell phone in her hand, she frowned and said, “I should have gotten the call an hour ago. I hope nothing’s gone wrong….”
“So what are we supposed to do in the meantime—just stand here forever?” Troy growled.
Jack felt his stomach clamp with anger. He wished he could dump Troy right into Old Faithful and watch him melt, but his father’s expression warned him to keep quiet.
Steven Landon explained, “Until Mike’s call comes, we might as well stay here.” Mike was the head of Yellowstone’s Wolf Restoration Program. The Landons were supposed to meet him that afternoon, but they didn’t know where. “Meanwhile, we can watch Old Faithful erupt,” Steven added.
“Watch what? Nothing’s happening,” Troy said.
Olivia patted the bench, inviting Troy to sit beside her. But of course he wouldn’t. He kept standing there. “Don’t worry, Troy,” she began. “It will happen—”
Fists jammed into the pockets of his cheap bomber jacket, Troy walked away.
Olivia and Steven Landon exchanged glances. Their look meant that Troy Haverson had better be watched. They were responsible for him. He was their temporary foster child.
“Will you go after him, Steven?” Olivia asked. “I want
