6
There was no sign of movement below us. The bush was like an impenetrable lumpy grey-green blanket. I let out a huge sigh and Andre said, ‘Emma will turn up. She’s a tough kid.’ He pointed at the swathes of dark trees across the hills. ‘She’s not lost in there anywhere. I reckon she’s hitched to Melbourne. I have a feeling she said they have friends there.’
It was the first I’d heard of it. ‘Do you know who they are? How to get in touch?’
‘No idea.’
We both subsided into silence and made our way back to the car and drove to the pub. The journos’ gear was still in their rooms, so I assumed they were staying, and had it confirmed when they bowled in a little later. My opinion of them rose a little when I heard they’d been helping the search teams.
Just before I was about to pick up Mi
