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While Sarah checked in with Yulara using the on-board radio, Sam got out of the car, stretched, yawned and looked at Francis. The tracker stood at the rear door of the vehicle and stared into the distance, in the direction of the cave. He did not move. Something captivated his attention.
Sam followed his gaze but whatever it was attracting Francis’s attention was not obvious. “What is it Francis?” he asked.
“Dunno, Boss, might be sumpin’” Francis said softly, his attention fixed on a spot ahead.
“What do you think it is?” Sam probed.
“I can’t know, Boss.”
“You mean you can’t be sure?” Sam asked.
“Yeah, can’t know,” Francis answered.
Sam turned as Sarah approached the rear of the vehicle. When he looked back a few moments later, Francis was gone. “Where the hell did he go?” he sai
