Chapter 77Jonah slogged through the steaming jungle, sweat streaming down his face in torrents. His black t-shirt and blue jeans were soaked. The high heat of midday on the Hawaiian island of Niihau was boiling him alive.
For the millionth time, he wished he were riding one of the horses instead of plodding along beside them. He also wished horses and walking weren't the only transportation options on Niihau. Something with an engine would have been nice—but cars, trucks, and motorcycles could not be found on the low-tech, privately-owned island. The residents wanted to preserve their culture and idyllic way of life.
At least, that was what they said. Keeping out technology couldn't have anything to do with protecting a secret vampire paradise, could it?
Once Genghis' plane had la
