Chapter 11
All four of them moved through the jungle as quietly as possible, but the frequent rustling of bushes and cracks of twigs and leaves under their boots seemed to echo through the forest, betraying their every move. They were creeping up to the border, cloaked in darkness, with only the feeble light of a half-moon to navigate by. It had started raining lightly again, and though it was disheartening to get wet yet again, they hoped the rain would aid them in crossing undetected.
Dayton, upfront, paused when he came to the edge of a small clearing in the forest. He crouched down and carefully watched the open area ahead of him, searching for movement in the dark. Quinn waited closely nearby, intently watching the clearing and the surrounding forest.
After a few minutes without sp
