“I found footprints,” Yvonne cried, taking a step closer and clinging to me for comfort. I felt a little self-conscious hugging her back, since I had not been blatant about being close to any of the women in broad daylight. Except for that time you f****d Rosie at the river, I thought, then shook the thought off. Now’s not the time to think about s*x! I have to focus!
“Calm down. It’s okay,” I tried to console Yvonne, stroking her back and taking care not to have my hand dip too far down. I just rubbed between her shoulder blades, waiting until she had stopped sounding as though she were about to hyperventilate.
“What did you see?” I asked.
“We… we saw footprints near the camp. About five minutes away,” Yvonne explained, her voice trembling and hitching as she spoke.
“Yeah! There were
