Abstract:
“Standing in the doorway with one leg of his trousers pulled up, was a gray-haired man. Judging from his appearance, he had to be in his mid-fifties. Blood was running down his leg from a wound, just below his knee. “I’ve been bit by a Red Fox, and it was frothing at the mouth.” Al was intensely alert, “Where and when?” He asked quickly, looking at the wound on the stranger’s leg. It was deep, the bleeding had stopped, but it was undoubtedly the bite of an animal.” – an exciting new book from Edward Simons