This time, I didn’t have the advantage of higher ground. The last time I had followed Hans and his group of men, I had managed to find a cliff that ran parallel to the route they had taken and had followed them without fearing that they would spot me easily. I would have no such luck this time. Cautiously, I let the three men get far ahead of me before I began following them, darting from tree to tree only once they had gone a distance ahead. I can’t afford to be caught, I told myself. If they catch you, you’re dead meat - literally, in this case. No one’s going to be able to protect Euphie and Elsa and everyone else if you die.
Twenty minutes to half an hour later, the trio stopped by a river. Well, it was more of a stream than a river, which explained why I had failed to hear it at all.
