1003 Naked Adventure
Mar 26, 2021
She could sense them out here.
The mercenaries were predictable, walking the same trails, taking the same routes day after day. They were expendable, of course, and she knew if she were the hunter the skilled teams would be watching over the rabble patrols from vantage points. The elite teams would watch, wait, and when the patrols here hit – they would spring the trap.
The patrols were clever bait.
Bait was not what she was after, not today.
Today, she hunted the hunters.
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