then took out a large ten inch hunting knife. He began notching a tree, marking one every ten yards. Every now and then Helen would look around, carefully scanning the trees. She seemed to be on edge, expecting trouble at any moment. Danny was oblivious to it. But Jason noticed the nervousness within her. He sensed the fear and carefully kept an eye her.
The terrain was tiring, and rough, forcing them to cross over fallen trees and pass through thick bush. Helen decided to stop and rest for a while. The insects were a constant threat. Mosquitoes the size of flies attacking from all directions. Then there were the snakes, which they had to go around, not daring to step over one. The nearest hospital was half a day’s journey away. It was unlikely you would survive the trip once bitten.
Danny took the opportunity to ask Helen a few questions before continuing their journey.
“Is it alright if I ask you a few question?”
He sat down next to Helen, who smiled.
“Of course you may, agent langley?”
Danny said, “agent Mallock and I have read the report, which the local police force sent to us. It mentions you were inside the Mayan site that you discovered when your colleagues, Mr. John Haynes, and Mr. Paul Franklyn were at camp. They were busy entering data about the discovery and itemizing the artifacts that were found. You arrived back at camp before dark to find them dead with their throats slit.”
Helen looked down, as she remembered the scene she found on her return.
“Yes, that’s right,” she said.
Helen’s eyes swelled with tears. Danny gave her a moment to recover; then he continued.
“There were no signs of a struggle, suggesting there was more than one person in the tent with them. It says their bodies were found sitting in their chairs. The intruders caught them by surprise. Miss Shireberg, do you have any idea who could have killed them?”
Helen turned towards Danny, tears rolling down her face.
“No, I’m sorry, I have no idea who would do such a thing. John and Paul were just doing their job. There was no reason to kill them.”
Danny could see Helen was becoming emotional, and thought it would be wise not to continue with any more questions for now. He patted her on her hand reassuring her it’s okay.
Jason watched carefully as Danny questioned Helen. He noticed something in her eyes that Danny had missed.
“Can we get a move on now? It’s getting damn hot here,” said Jason.
Everyone heaved their backpacks on again and quickly moved on to avoid the heat. They walked in single file. Jason at the rear, not trusting anyone walking behind him. He sensed something was not right here.
It took them just over an hour to reach the site and were glad to stop and rest again. Jason looked around him. They were still in dense jungle. All he could see were rocks and trees.
He looked over at Helen and said, “how far to go?”
Helen caught her breath, “we’re here,” she said.
Both Danny and Jason looked around again.
Danny said to her, “where is it? Where’s the entrance?”
One of the locals looked over at Helen, awaiting her approval. After taking a drink of water, she gave him the go ahead. The local helper Emilio got to his feet and walked over to an enormous boulder half embedded in the rock face. Large layers of moss were covering the boulders that are quite natural in these parts. There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary to Danny and Jason, when suddenly Emilio disappeared into the rock face. Danny gasped in awe as Emilio reappeared.
He said, “my god! I could have gone right up to the entrance and not even notice it was there. That’s amazing.”
Jason went up to the boulder and touched the thick coat of moss.
“How did you know where to look?” He asked her.
Helen stood up excited to explain how she discovered the entrance.
“Well, really by plain luck. I ventured over from Chichen Itza, where we were studying one of the temples over there. I kind of got
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