Teuns hears the chief moving on his bed.
The old man sounds grumpy. “Who wakes me up this time of the night? Who is speaking?”
“It is me, Karim, Your Highness. The Legion man is missing. Somebody had dug up the pegs. We think he might be on his way over here to try and get his hands on the rifle.”
“The rifle?” the chief asks in surprise.
“Where are the rifle and the ammunition, Your Highness?”
“It has been rolled up in the big carpet, behind the cushions.”
Teuns moves like the wind swings around, grabs hold of the rolled-up carpet, and pushes it with his hands to quickly unroll. He cannot afford to lose a second now, as they will watch this tent like hawks from now onwards. He can still hear Karim talking to the chief.
“Who had dug out this man?” the chief asks angrily in the dark.
