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 III

The heat beating down through the trees was unbearable, sweat dripped from Mumba Nkusa’s head wrap into his eyes  making the grueling task at hand even more difficult than it already was. He dared not move to wipe the sweat away for fear that the men with guns would accuse him of lax behavior resulting…

Chapter II

London 1890 In the office of The Daily Guardian Mitch Alpert hunched over his desk piecing together the scraps of telegraphs he collected from the home office over the past week. The information was displayed in front of him like a disorganized puzzle, each section held a few sentences he was attempting to reconstruct into…

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…