Chapter 12
They’d stopped running but still kept pushing hard for hours, without stopping. They ate quickly on the go. Quinn frequently glanced behind her at Alvin. He was still a hardened soldier and not unaccustomed to trekking through jungle terrain, but at sixty-five he was struggling to keep up with the harsh pace set by Dayton. There hadn’t been any sign of pursuit since the sun had come up. Surely they could stop for a moment? She caught up to Dayton intending to ask him, but he turned to her as she approached.
“Quinn!” he shouted assuming she was further behind him, but nearly bumped into her. “Oh, there you are.”
“Dayton,” she started, but he continued without hearing her.
“As far as I can determine, Xultun should be about three hours northwest of here. We should get there wel
