76The moon slid behind gathering clouds, underscoring the failing beam from Afa’s flashlight. In the distance, two flickering lights, like candles merging to one, gained purpose and direction before splitting in two again. A rough engine drone fused with the soundtrack of a jungle movie. Swan held out her hand to Matu who was almost imperceptible in the dark. He stepped closer, his outline taking form in front of her.
“We need to get this done,” he said as he watched the coming lights merge and split again.
Swan allowed the primal sounds of the park to wash over. Osman rocked the litter as he worked feverishly against his restraints. The tape on one side of his mouth began to tear away, however he still could not raise his arms to reach it.
“Get him up,” Swan instructed the brothers who
