Catskill had never felt so betrayed, so utterly violated before. She’d been lied to, exploited, treated like dirt. She’d almost liked Amanita, at the end. It was a salve against the loneliness she hadn’t known she’d been feeling. But it had all been a façade. Amanita was probably laughing her tail off downriver. Catskill could almost hear her thoughts: That was the most gullible ranger I’ve ever met! I didn’t think it’d be that easy! Catskill wondered if she’d be able to trust a stranger again. Assuming she met a stranger and wasn’t just put down.