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CHAPTER 21
179 CHAPTER 21 Kruger National Park, South Africa, the present dayIt was still dark when Nick woke, hungover. His phone told him it was four in the morning. Jetlag. The only good thing about it was that it helped if you wanted to get an early start. This way he could be at the gate to Skukuza camp when it opened, at dawn. He got out of bed, showered and made a cup of coffee in the outdoor kitchenette. It was chilly this time of morning. With fingers wrapped around the steaming cup he looked out over the Sabie River. He felt despondent; Susan hadn’t replied during the night and it seemed he would be left to his own devices in the Kruger Park and for however long he stayed in South Africa. He went back inside and found the map book he’d bought the day before and while he waited for gate-
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