The Circle Hunt, Green Sands
The huge men on the motorbikes looked calm outwardly, but behind the gorilla face masks, they were worried, and at least two of them were close to panic!
They were sellers of death, merchants of terror and mercenaries who had seen it all and done it all. Death for money, lots of money, was the key to their trade.
This assignment had come with an extra quirk: a journey from the earth to a planet not known by many. A planet that had an environment parallel to the earth, but with less civilization. It was a thrill, an opportunity in a million, and the money was the best they had been offered for any operation so far.
They had mapped out the plan with their clients.
Easy.
They were to enter the tunnel when no one was watching, dressed in their masks. The
