They all met back up at the edge of camp and followed Paulo through the forest until they came to a grove of bananas. Paulo pointed toward a small, dark depression in the leafy ground cover. “There, by that rock.”
Owen frowned.
“What"s wrong?” Claire said.
“That, and those over there,” Owen said, nodding to the rock Paulo was pointing at and the banana grove, “are not supposed ta be here.” His gaze drifted outward over the rocky terrain as he walked. “They"re all over da place,” he muttered.
“I don"t understand,” said Claire.
Owen turned. “The geology; it"s all wrong here. An" those banana trees over there are cultivated.”
He strode ahead, and as they followed him, Manny spoke up, “Stones are rare in the basin.”
“What about my brother?” Paulo barked.
“We"re working on it mate,” Owe
