At the edge of the cavemouth, hidden in the shadows, I chart a path to the cave where Grace Mo resides, but her sudden departure causes me to rather head to my solo dwelling. In terms of deserving, it should be Pops in order of acceptance to receive the news of the findings.
I get out as easily as I slide in. Mars, Olim, and Gery each jump on a puddle of deer blood and are on my heels. To have been seated by the fire for more than a month must have taken a toll on their muscles. Their speed does not justify the positions entrusted to the trio.
After several rifle shots are fired from behind me, I hear a faint scream from Gery.
“Our reward is through that man, Pierre Ray!" he cries.
I make my way sprinting, wounded from the insect bites, tired from the day's task, and drained fro
