CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
January 30
6:15 a.m. West Africa Time (12:15 a.m. Eastern Standard Time)
Sambisa Forest
Borno State, Nigeria
Border with Chad
“I guess you’d call this a clue,” Ed Newsam said.
To the east, a sliver of early sunshine rose above the horizon.
Luke, Ed, and Paul Dunn stepped out of the dense forest and down a sloping grassy hillside, the grass nearly waist high. Their weapons were out, loaded, safeties off. Luke was tired. All night, he had trouble getting the images of the hacked-apart dead girls out of his mind. If he had gone faster somehow… if they had planned their attack differently… maybe it wouldn’t have happened.
Everything about Boko Haram had surprised him. When he and his team attacked, Boko had barely tried to fight. Most of the survivors had run into t
