 When Mason finally returned, he gestured at Riece with a get up motion. As before Riece stayed right behind Mason and tried to step in the exact place Mason did. “Why are we going back?” Riece whispered. “We’re going to presume at least one of those people is a top-notch tracker, and they’ve spent time trailing humans,” Mason said over his shoulder. “What I did will confuse, but not totally fool, someone with that level of skill. The thing is, we all know the same tricks. Hopefully, by the time they work out where we went, we will have enough of a head start.” “Where are we going?” Mason stopped and pointed. “Into the stream. Can’t leave tracks in water.” “It’s a river, and we’ll be out in the open,” Riece said. “No plan is perfect, and we won’t be in it that long. The idea is if they follow us this far, they’ll lose us in the water. They’ll have to guess which way we went. It’s a crap shoot for us too, but we’ve got no other choice.” Mason stopped, pressed his lips together for a few seconds, and looked around before continuing. “Riece, you do realize if they catch us again, or get close to us, it’ll be us or them.” “Meaning?” “Meaning I don’t know what will happen,” Mason said and walked toward the river. Riece followed along silently.  Comments are closed.
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