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Sadie's mind had a hard time coupling the sight of the slaughtered animal with the infant's cries that cut the air. Then she noticed a tiny fist rise up from behind the carcass and she stepped forward.
"Stop!" Zack shouted in warning. "Don't go closer. We need to call this in. The carcass could be booby trapped."
Sure, they knew from their training it was common for crank heads to protect their labs with trip wires and hidden pongee sticks (wood boards with large nails or spikes protruding upward), but they'd yet to encounter any tricky barnyard animals.
"A booby-trapped goat?" Sadie raised her eyebrows at him.
"Hey, it's a baby beside a mutilated goat." He threw his hands in the air. "You explain it."
