Javier forced the group to walk quickly through the forest. He had overheard Tyler’s discussion with the authorities, so time, he understood, was running out. With frantic haste bordering on obsession, he hiked through the undergrowth. He growled and turned his head left and right every time a twig broke under someone’s foot.
One of his men, too, looked nervous, making sure he covered a 360-degree area with his pistol as he whirled it around wildly.
Tyler’s thoughts drifted to Mary. He wished that the police would come fast enough to get her medical treatment. The wound hadn’t looked good, and his wife must have lost a tremendous amount of blood in a short amount of time.
After a few more minutes of marching through the trees, the group entered what Tyler had seen earlier.
Dave stared
