June found it difficult to sit and await the outcome of what had just happened. Even though she didn’t know Brad or the other members of Nigel’s crew, the thought of any one of them coming to harm was disturbing. She was shallow breathing and didn’t realize it until Nigel moved and she sucked in a lung full of air.
Nigel, had he looked, would have found her gorgeous green eyes enormous, overwhelming her face, the intensity of the situation holding her in its grasp. His eyes were trained on his men’s position up ahead. Though he couldn’t see them, he knew where they were, and he was nearly motionless until Brad made his way back through the underbrush moving stealthily toward him.
As he closed the gap between them he sent hand signals to Nigel that June didn’t understand. With baited breath she watched his steady approach. Nigel stood and so did she.
In a near whisper he related, “Not sure where it came from, but someone took a pot shot at Harris, missed by a country mile; unfortunately, I didn’t get a visual and the sound echoed off the mouth cave. It could have come from anywhere.”
“It could have been a warning shot or someone with bad aim. Either way, it seems we’re on the right track.” Nigel was concerned.
“They mean business, but they are either somewhat inept or are afraid to take it to the next level, either way works for me.”
“I told Harris to stay put as a lookout. They may not have noticed John and I told him to make his way around John’s position and station himself across from where John is. If someone should move, they’ll be caught in a crossfire.”
“Any indication they moved into the cave?”
“No, that’s the funny part. I’d say the echo came from in front of the cave, not from inside.”
“Probably a lookout, so either way, they’ll be prepared for us.”
Nigel turned to June. “This is it, June, you need to decide, stay or go?”
June pondered the situation while a million different thoughts raced through her mind. “I’ll stay.”
“Then you need to stay behind me. Don’t move out in the open or in front of any of my men. If they start shooting you’d be caught in the crossfire. Understood?”
“Yes.” June nodded fervently.