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Chapter 09:At a reduced speed, the boat continued on the course Captain Hack laid out. This section of the river proved much narrower than the last. Here, the branches of the yorba trees arched over the water. Dappled sunlight barely filtered into the dark undergrowth along the bank. The shadows offered an abundance of hiding places. From this angle, it would be nearly impossible to find nests of the wild Scrits or any other predators that called this section of the river home. This was a perfect location to lie in wait for an ambush. After instructing one class after another on the basic techniques of the hunt, Ginger never imagined herself in a real situation as the prey. The good news was this section of the river should prove too narrow and shallow to hide the larger serpents that re