Lyra's POV
There were three men. Identical with bald heads, and they looked like triplets, only their expressions differed slightly; one was amused, one bored, the third dangerously alert.
The one in the middle narrowed his eyes. “Who the hell are you?”
I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to keep my voice calm. “I’m just... camping. With friends. I didn’t mean to trespass.”
“This is private property,” said the one on the left, his voice suspicious.
I raised my hands slightly. “I didn’t know. No signs anywhere, nothing to show it was claimed.”
The one on the right c****d his head. “Then maybe you’re not very observant.” His gaze dropped to the snack in my hand.
I stiffened, the back of my neck prickling. “Look, I wasn’t trying to cause trouble. I had no idea we were in some
