‘The cavalry?’ Virtuous said, fanning her face. She sat on the ground in the grass, Henk’s pistol by her side.
Sannie had her Z88 out and ready, but lowered it when the familiar sight of Sean Bourke’s distinctive long-wheelbase camouflaged Land Rover Defender emerged through the trees.
Benny’s ears pricked up and he trotted to the rear of the vehicle as it pulled up. He must have recognised either the truck or his master’s scent on board. Or perhaps, Sannie mused, he just wanted his chew toy.
Sannie started moving towards the Land Rover, peering at the tinted windows. How did he know where to find us?
Three men burst from the canvas-covered load area on the back of the vehicle, all dressed in blue workers’ overalls but carrying AK-47s. They fanned out and took up positions of cover fac
