Fergus had chosen the base camp carefully. He was always careful.Being careful had kept him alive during his twelve years in the Reg-iment and now that he was operating alone nothing was going tochange.

The jungle floor was wet and muddy and covered with decayingleaf litter. Strong shafts of sunlight, as tight and bright as spotlights,speared through the tree canopy high above, illuminating the al-most airless clearing.