70
To Pursue a Madman
Jana wove the dirt bike back and forth through the jungle, stopping every few minutes to listen. In the distance she could hear another motorcycle. She pursued but knew that since she did not have a g*n, she would have to keep her distance.
As she approached the winding, paved road, Jana glanced at a trail of mud the other bike had left in its wake and she followed it. She looked back toward the estate. A massive plume of smoke rose hundreds of feet into the air—the compound had been destroyed.
As she crested a hillside, she saw the bike and telltale outline of Diego Rojas cruising ahead. He had slowed in an apparent attempt to blend in.
She pursued, but the farther he went, the more shocked Jana became. With each turn his intended destination became clearer.
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