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Adela would rather die than admit to this disagreeable man that she was more than a little scared, and she certainly wouldn’t plead with him. She was sensible but she had her pride after all. As she approached the densely wooded area into which he’d gone she started to be really concerned. She was more lost than ever now, thanks to him.

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Adela stood for a few minutes and for the first time noticed how silent it was, as though everything in the woods was waiting for something, maybe for her to make a move so that they could pounce. She chastised herself for being a fool.

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She pulled her bag from her back and took out the water bottle taking several small swigs before replacing it back in the bag. She decided she would follow the path Lando had taken. His cabin was only a quarter of a mile or so from her own, so if he was heading for his home then he was heading for hers too. That is of course if he was going home; he could be going to do some more hunting or he could be camping out tonight, hence the rabbit, something to cook on the open camp fire perhaps. Well, she could stick around here all day then follow the smell of burning wood later, or she could try to make her own way home; she was bound to come across the path eventually. She opted for the latter.

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Adela had walked maybe fifty yards or so getting more and more nervous and worried with each step and contemplating going back the way she had come, when she was brought up sharply at the sight of Jonas Lando leaning against a tree. His arms were folded across his muscular chest, the rabbit dangling from the fingers of one hand. With his arms folded like that she noticed his biceps protruding through the shirt he wore, they were huge and at this moment, quite frightening.

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He was staring not at her, but straight ahead. She wondered if he was resting before continuing on…indeed it was very hot now…or if he had been waiting for her. But no, he had made his feelings perfectly plain so she would ignore him as though he was not there and act as though she knew exactly where she was. That pride thing again. She walked past him without catching his eye or even looking in his direction.

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