Chapter19

#Chapter19

The moon climbs to its zenith in the sky, and slowly starts its descent towards the horizon, the two Frenchmen doze in the hide as Isaac keeps watch, eyes peering out at the darkness around them, a shadow moves, and the sound of a dry twig breaking jerks Isaac into full alert, his eyes fighting to see through the blanket of darkness that covers them.

Piet can see the silhouette of the other hide from where he is, but that is all, as night owns the land. He sits, ready, waiting, the sound of a dry twig breaking snaps through his thoughts, and he strains to see in the direction of the sound, the two trackers ready to follow his lead, flashlights at the ready.