“Focus, Isak.”
“There are no tribes here on the plain, are there Captain? Could she have been a tribal woman? She was there, n***d, standing just beyond that fire.” He pointed to the fire pit nearest the tree beneath which Damion and Sasha had slept. Damion’s blood ran cold.
“Then she was gone. She just disappeared into thin air. I searched the area, walking the perimeter over and over. I almost stepped on a snake—a big, spitting adder that scared me half to death. I looked for prints this morning, but the rain has washed everything away.”
“What happened to the snake?” Damion asked, eyes narrowed on the young man.
“I left it alone, Captain. That snake took off through the grass, away from the camp. I let it go.”
Damion nodded, his lips pursed and his eyes grim.
“Do you believe me,
