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

nods. “You never know. There’s a market for everything. Either way, let’s

thickest. We can work our way down, keep an eye

we need

almost get caught, we can

deafening

risking everything, tiptoeing around guards and

even

nods. “Let’s

a clear path

one upside of it all. As we go, we keep low, hiding behind vines

our eyes peeled

we get closer and closer to the waterfall, it becomes

if there even are any, are hidden away somewhere—likely in the HQ building. The realization

go home once and for all or

over me, and I’m not sure

sound of the water rushes through my ears,

everything else.

then, as we’re crouched in the shadows searching for truffles, the sudden sound of

rushing water freezes us both.

getting closer. My heart pounds in my ears. There’s nowhere for us

barely anywhere

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