Not long after the phone call from Daniel, Andrè comes back with black clothes and a spray to mask my scent. We get the last details of the plan sorted, eat dinner, and head out for Andrè’s black helicopter in good time. He wanted to wait a day, claiming I needed rest first, but I insisted on going tonight. I don’t think I can put Daniel through another night.
He’s taken me on rides in the helicopter several times before. As always, I’m nervous but brace myself for the ride. We are taking the aircraft because it’s simply the best escape route. We travel swiftly to a nearby village from where I grew up. When we land, daylight disappears over the horizon, giving room for night.
I reapply the anti-scent spray and take a bus to my destination: The Pine Forest Pack House. Andrè bought me the
