Chapter V

Max Gaston Gerlache stood from his desk and walked over to the lifeless fireplace looking up at the handsome lion trophy mounted over it, the King of the jungle silenced in a display of eternal rage. His commander and closest adviser Captain Leon Rogers stood to the side of the desk in a patient silence…

Chapter IV

Mitch stood at the port side looking at the calm ocean, land appeared on the horizon signalling the ships approach into the Gulf of Guinea. He enjoyed the past 22 days on the Dunbar, most of the weeks at sea Mitch entertained himself in the mid-level accommodations reserved for first class passengers, Michael on the…

Chapter I

She could smell the oncoming approach first, felines and most carnivorous mammals have a very distinctive smell. Every animal in the jungle has a definitive scent, reptiles though are hardest to detect since their essence is camouflaged with the jungle’s and can’t be tracked until directly on you. Jane Weaver crouched over her freshly killed gazelle…

Prologue

 The hunter steadied his gun, boots sinking deeper into the muddy ground until wet grime inched over the bottom of his laces. The forest should have been teaming with loud calls and chatter of local animal life but instead was filled with the dreadful echo of oblivion. There wasn’t a predator alive that could have provoked…