The narrow motor canoe slowly advanced along the calm waters of the great sss River tributary. Three women with their bundles had boarded at the last stop made by the boat and now it sailed with its gunwale just above the water level, which was nevertheless embarked from time to time wetting the contents of packages and boxes.
All this did not worry Yaroslav as he was traveling with almost no luggage. Everything important he was carrying on his body, including documents, money and an old Glock.
After a day of travel and two transfers, he would meet Terezinha and João. The relief the Russian had felt as he could escape Argentine territory was giving way to a dull resentment at having been abandoned and the certainty of being chased by the man he had served loyally for over ten years. As o
