Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

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 sideways glance.

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

We can work our way down, keep

if we

almost get caught, we can hide

deafening roar that seems to amplify the absurdity

everything, tiptoeing around guards

even know where to

nods. “Let’s get

working our way down the ravine. There’s a clear path with steps built into

As we go, we keep low, hiding behind vines when guards turn our way

our eyes peeled for the

get closer and closer to the waterfall, it becomes clearer to me that

if there even are any, are hidden away somewhere—likely in

and go home once and

and I’m not sure which outcome

of the water rushes through my ears, nearly drowning

everything else.

the shadows searching for truffles,

freezes us both. I peer through the foliage

heart

barely anywhere for us