10 Chapter 10

Colt's POV

FROST DUCKED and crawled down the moment we spotted the campers' location. He took off the nocs to scout the distance. The stream water in a slow current that separated us from them. A few trees hanging out over the water that blocked mostly the views of the other side.

Tension rode in me as I positioned myself and rested the muzzle of my rifle onto the log that hid us from the campers. I looked through the scope. One small tent was hidden under the vines, and they seemed to be there for a couple of days now based on the ashes of firewood, plastics, and cans littered on the ground, leaves fragments, and as well as the grass bank was already covered with mud.

"Affirmative. They're definitely just campers," Frost muttered. He was vigilant, I gave him that. He informed me that Iris was not what I thought she was and just needed shelter.

"Agree."

"They must be scouting for a safer place. By the look of it, in a few days, their group will follow them here."