Without Virtue (Max Kane Series Book 4) by Trevor Scott

Author:Trevor Scott [Scott, Trevor]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Calabria Publishing
Published: 2019-08-01T16:00:00+00:00

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Max quietly made his way through the forest, following a clear path made by someone more than once. When he got to a lower section with deep, black muck, he could now see distinct footprints sunken into the mire. He counted at least three different boot prints. And it was obvious that these men had gone in both directions. Then he finally saw something different. This was a smaller shoe. A tennis shoe of some type. Okay, it could have simply been three men, a woman, and two canoes.

He pushed on through the woods until he could see an opening ahead. Now he needed to be more cautious.

Stopping periodically, he would peer through his binoculars for a camp along the lakeshore. Nothing so far.

He was aware of his own clothing, which were dark green tactical pants and one of his old camo shirts covered by a lightweight black jacket with multiple pockets inside and out. Based on the lighting and the dense forest, he guessed nobody would be able to see him as long as he stayed in the woods a short distance.

Now he used larger trees for cover as he approached the lake. In a few seconds he was nearly to the edge of the water, with a view of most of the lake.

Then he saw it. The campfire. It was to the right, or north of the lake. Putting his binoculars to his eyes, he could finally see someone sitting by the fire. A man. But the distance was too great to make out anything more than that. He needed to get closer.

Since he didn’t have a canoe, he had only one choice. He would have to go through the forest to his right, along the northeast shore. From what he could tell, that area might get a little swampy, he thought. But he had no other choice.

Then he saw a second man wander over to the fire and place a large stick to be burned. This guy was much larger than the first man. Rotund even.

He kept telling himself that these people could simply be an innocuous group of fishermen, with at least one woman in their group.

Without more thought, he drifted deeper into the woods. He would keep at least one layer of trees between himself and the camp, so there would be no way for them to detect him coming.

As suspected, he soon came to an area lower than the portage from the other lake. Here he was forced to step lightly on high clumps of grass. When he occasionally missed, his foot would slip and he would go up to his knees in dark water. It took everything in his power to lift his leg out of the suction of mud to keep his shoe from coming off.

The going was rough, but he had experienced so much worse during the course of his military career. At least nobody was shooting at him, he reasoned.

Getting closer to the camp, Max could finally start to hear sounds ahead.

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