Jake’s Point of View
When we finally pull over on the shoulder of the road because we’ve made it, I feel a small sense of relief at the thought of this being over soon. The surveillance team Liam sent earlier said they didn’t see anything suspicious, so unless they never came here to begin with, or they left in that first hour that they got here, we’re going to get her back very soon.
“They’re not going to fight us. There are too many of us,” Mora says as we get out of the SUV. We have about 200 vehicles parked on the shoulder. She grabs my hand. On the left side of the road, there are two farms spaced quite far from each other. On the right-hand side of the road, it’s bush but with one road in. We walk the small road to the packhouse.
We got to the gate which was closed and locked. T
