Becoming a Silent Watcher
After the police brushed him off, Tim stood there, frustrated and unsure what to do next. Should he just drop it or keep digging? His gut told him something wasn’t right, and he wasn’t about to ignore that feeling. So, he decided to go after the answers himself.
This park was his responsibility, and he wouldn’t let anything slip through the cracks. He quickly realized he needed a closer look at the nest—way up in that towering tree. No way he could get to it from the ground. So, he headed back to the ranger station for climbing gear, ditched his usual patrol, and jumped into the truck.
