Quickly running through the woods, Jake found the small camp.

For most of that endless day Jake found himself thinking in two different voices.

Since they couldn't shoot back, Jake found it hard to blame them for that.

The door suddenly gave and Jake found himself rolling on the grass.

Jake had run to the steps and found the human form.

Jake stopped, found a stone, and tossed it ahead of him.

Sure enough, Jake found his brother's car right there where it should be.

Jake hadn't even seen him, but had found his handiwork.

If a way existed or could be created to spare her life, Jake would find it.

Jake found himself nodding, whether he wanted to or not.