Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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I look at Karl, his face pale but determined. “This is it,” he says softly.

“Okay, so where do we even start looking for the truffles?” I ask, my eyes darting from rock to bush to the

roots of trees. “Inside the building, right?”

Karl shrugs, almost embarrassed. “Adam only told me it’s somewhere near the waterfall. That’s as specific

as he got.”

“Great,” I mutter. “A treasure hunt to top it all off. What fun.”

We watch the building for a little while, and the whole time, I find myself fascinated by the security

measures.

“What could they be hiding?” I murmur, watching a couple of guards walk across a rope bridge that

crosses the massive ravine.

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Karl shrugs. “They’re poachers, Abby. Could be anything from fancy truffles to endangered animals.

Maybe even humans, for all we know.”

Karl a

know. There’s a market for everything. Either

can work our way down, keep

we need

if we almost get caught, we can hide

cascades in front of us, a constant, deafening

everything, tiptoeing around guards and surveillance cameras for some

even know

“Let’s

There’s a clear path

all. As we go, we keep low, hiding behind vines when guards turn

keeping our eyes peeled for

find anything. As we get closer and closer to the waterfall, it

there even are any, are hidden away

once and for all or risk

and I’m not sure

the waterfall now. The sound of

everything else.

we’re crouched in the shadows searching

emanating over the rushing water freezes us

My heart pounds in

there’s barely anywhere for us

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