Punso Island (Sons of Mil Saga)

Punso_Island_ebookHis body crashed through the dense foliage, making as much noise as possible. Arms swung out at the branches of achiote trees, disregarding the nicks and cuts caused by the spiny dried fruit. His boots trampled across knee-high shrubbery, exposed roots, and fallen trunks. He could hear the threatening shouts of the men chasing him, their voices getting louder as they closed the distance. His heart was pounding too hard in his chest, sweat drenching his shirt, and his breath was coming too quick; he was beginning to stumble now, vision blurring, ankles giving way under the mulch.

It didn’t matter. All that mattered was getting the men as far away from his team as possible.

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