CHAPTER 15
"You can have your choice of prize," Diego said.
We were standing in the deserted parking lot and he was digging through the duffel bag he had pulled from the back of the jeep.
"Close your eyes," he said.
I wasn't sure I liked where this was going, especially since the three of them couldn't keep a straight face, but I played along.
"Okay, open your eyes," Kip said.
Diego was holding a long, thin, papery object. It took me to a second to comprehend what it was.
"Oh, disgusting! I don't want a snake skin!"
They thought that was quite funny.
"You don't?" Alberto asked, one eyebrow raised. "That's strange, most Swamp Beasts like a memento. Would you prefer a photo of you holding a python? Diego has his camera handy."
"No, definitely not!" I said, backing up. "Your prizes
