“There’s a problem, though,” Elsa added, her face grave.
“What is it?” I asked, troubled by how serious she looked.
“We spotted Skylar’s men, but we didn’t see Francis or Hans anywhere. There was a group of five men, but the two of them weren't among them.”
“What?” Skylar blurted out, squirming in her bonds. For the first time since I had met her, she looked alarmed, and with good reason, too. Skylar had given Francis orders to transport the gold and bring it back to the camp with the men he had chosen. How could he have left them on their own? Could something have happened to him or his men?
“Did you see who the leader of the team was?” Euphie asked, coming over to stand next to me. She passed out cassava fritters to Yvonne and Elsa, along with some water, too.
“It was Peters, I thin
