“Everyone clear?!” Kyle shouted, his voice slicing through the chatter as he sought confirmation that the plan had been understood. His sharp gaze swept over the crowd, leaving no room for hesitation.
“Yes!” Multiple voices yelled back in unison, their determination echoing through the air.
“Tomorrow night, we will be approaching the end of the Snake River. Each of you will be given a pouch—keep it on you at all times before entering the passage. If not, you die!” Kyle warned, his tone brooking no argument. The weight of his words pressed heavy against the crowd, leaving a tense silence in its wake.
“What is in the pouch?” One of his guards stepped forward, his brows raised in curiosity. His voice held a faint edge of unease.
“You don’t need to know that. Just keep it close at any cost
