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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Patience can cook a stone

– AFRICAN PROVERB –

Stay low,” Rerabbed her arm “Not there They’ll see the broken stalks” She pointed to a natural break in the vegetation “That way Hurry”

Auide Nasha in after her, surprised when the girl pulled a thick but loose clu the root ball to erase their tracks from the side of the road Aa handful of dirt, rubbing it into her short dark hair, attes

Re was proficient in caun, then double-checked her phone to er was off Just in tirass to her left, watching the yellow vehicle’s tires bouncing across the ruts in the road, jarring its occupants

The car drove past It skidded to a stop about fifteen feet behind the Fargos’ supply truck Dust rose and drifted on the wind as two ot out, their backs to the woun, ai at the truck

“That’s them,” Nasha whispered “Two of the Kalu brothers Bako is the one closest to us”

“Whatever happens,” Remi said, “keep your head down and don’t make a sound”

She nodded

Re behind the front passenger’s door just fifty feet away Unfortunately, the driver was on the far side of the car If she took the shot, she risked giving up their position—so she wasn’t about to do unless left with no other choice Though she and Sam had successfully used this tactic just outside Moza up to take out their ene to protect three other lives at the same time

She set her cell phone on the ground in front of her, calling Sam’s number “We’re in place I take it you and Hank made it to the sidelines?”

“He wouldn’t leave”

Her gaze flew to the supply truck A complication they hadn’t expected or needed She had little time to worry about it Another dust cloud in the distance—this one frorew rapidly Within seconds, the square front end of a white pickup ca as it veered around the suspicious layer of leaves and grass stretched across the road It skidded to a stop in front of the now empty Land Rover and, beyond it, their supply truck Both doors of the pickup opened, but no one got out Their tinted s blocked Remi’s view

Crack! Crack!