“What are we going to do? We can’t just stand here with two boys tied up"
For a moment, the small group stood completely still. Avi strained his ears, but all he could hear was rustling leaves and birds chirping.
“I’m telling you. I heard something… voices,” Matt said insistently. “From somewhere in front of us.”
“Well, go and check it out then!” snapped Ivan. He sounded nervous — and no wonder, thought Avi. If the search party was nearby… if the men were caught with their captives….
He shifted, trying to loosen the pincer-like grip on his arm. It hurt. As a matter of fact, everything hurt: his legs, his arms tied behind his back, even his head. What time was it? How long since they’d eaten? Slept? Was it only yesterday that Ta had dropped them off at the forest? It felt like a lifetime ago.
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