#Chapter46
Night descends on the warm earth, with a soft breeze teasing the leaves in the trees, and playing with the grass, the night is dark, as the moon plays hide and seek amongst the clouds, and the animals of the forest move in and out of shadows as Piet and Roger take up their positions in the blind. Both men are armed with 458 Lott rifles, as well as side arms, and a strong spotlight.
A quick inspection of the area around the bait reveals that nothing has paid a visit to it, but the breeze suggests that the scent of the rotten meat will carry to the one they are waiting for. Hopefully, it’s just a question of time as to when the guest of honor would arrive and the party could start, hopefully with a bang, but only one.
