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.

Enter title…

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

Maybe even humans, for all we know.”

shoot Karl a

everything. Either way,

way down, keep an eye out for the truffles,

we

caught, we can

cascades in front of us, a constant, deafening

around guards and

even know where to

“Let’s

a clear path with steps

upside of it all. As we go, we keep low,

eyes

don’t find anything. As we get closer and closer to

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

home once and for all or risk everything and break into the

over me, and I’m not

to the waterfall now. The sound of the water

everything else.

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

leaves emanating over the rushing water freezes us both. I peer through the foliage and

yards away but getting closer. My heart pounds in my ears.

there’s barely anywhere for us

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