“We’re not hiding anything,” Brad denied. “All the clues are plain to see if you know how to read ’em.”
“What you’re saying doesn’t make sense to me.”
“Nor me,” added Red.
“Well, it’s like this, kiddies,” grinned Brad. “You and Chips found a lot of pheasant feathers here, didn’t you?”
“Check.”
“And not far from the same spot, Mr. Silverton or Dobbs come upon two dead birds. Check?”
“Sure,” admitted Red, “but I still don’t see—”
“We know someone has been using the old logging road. Well, maybe that log jam was put in the creek for a purpose.”
“To make a bridge across,” supplied Dan. “Whoever did it, wanted the dam to look natural.”
“You think someone planned to flood the pheasant runs?” Chips asked.