A few hours later, the plane landed, and the guards forced us into the Humvees. As soon as the ramp was down, they backed up and lined up, waiting for our truck. As soon as we got off the plane, we drove off the tarmac and headed towards the mountains. I haven’t seen this view in a long time, and the view never gets old. We got on the highway that took us to the pack, but I knew we wouldn’t be going straight there. Celeste has her camp several miles from the pack with her men.
When we got close to the pack, instead of going straight to the main road into the pack, we turned onto a dirt road, looking like an old logging road. We followed it for a few miles before we came up to the camp. I figured it would be small with two hundred men, but it was large, with a lot more men than what Jozef
