Chapter Ten
‘You look terrible, Dan.’
Someone kind thrust a water bottle and two aspirin into his hand. His little trip in the freezing night that froze extremities of his body, the sizzling heat of the day, and trekking through the hot and humid bush had brought on a headache that made his head woolly. He wasn’t used to this land. The bush. The outdoors. Not like the woman who seemed to live for it.
Victoria had chosen this area for them to film, as it was the best location for finding wildlife and would supply some landscape shots that couldn’t be found anywhere else. So she said. It’d taken them a couple of hours trekking on rough bush tracks, denting the paintwork of the three new Hummers he’d been supplied with to transport the crew and their equipment, but he’d taken her at her wo
