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‘This is ridiculous. I can’t see a bloody thing,’ Caroline said a short while later, as she and Dexter stepped off the footpath and started to walk towards the area of the woods that housed the Danish shelters.
‘Permission to say I told you so?’ Dexter replied.
‘Absolutely not.’
‘It shouldn’t be too much further. We should probably start to keep our voices down. There we are, look. Can you see the campfire?’
Caroline cursed as she stumbled slightly, almost twisting her ankle. ‘Would he really take her somewhere like this, Dex? From the way he was talking, I presumed it was right in the middle of nowhere. We’re barely a few yards from the main path here.’
‘Easy in, easy out. Plus he knows the area like the back of his hand. He could head out deeper if he needed to, but why wouldn’t
