Chapter 7: We Have to Find Him
Efren
Denis laid a hand on Efren’s shoulder. “We’ll check it out, sir. They probably buried the man that was killed at camp. They’ve got no reason to kill Prince Marcelo.” Denis gave Efren’s shoulder a squeeze. “Killing him would be a mission failure for Proye. They need him alive.”
Efren tightened his fists and nodded. Denis was right. He had to be.
At a trot, it didn’t take them long to arrive at the site Olin led them to. Efren sat rigid in his seat as they approached.
Denis and Stevyn dismounted, and Efren sat quietly, letting them analyze the scene. He wanted to look away. To stare out over the field abloom with wildflowers and the trees beyond and magically make this nightmare disappear. Erase the past half a day—had it really been only that? But h
