A few moments later, and only about one hundred meters along the forest road, Steve pulls up alongside the parked Skoda. It’s not even remotely hidden from view, just parked there - and empty.

He wonders for a moment if they were attacked, ambushed and taken out into the night, but it’s pretty obvious that they chose to stop here and also which way they went. Not just because he could still hear them talking but because he can see that they’d made a hell of a mess walking through the bush, snapping twigs and breaking branches along the way. Nothing they would have even noticed doing, but little things he had trained his eye to find. His NV Goggles are not even needed as it almost too easy to see them wave their torch around.

He gets out of