The many escapes we enjoyed, and those times we were captured and detained underground in a hot cave beneath a great expanse of grassland in an unknown town were now beginning to take its toll on me. I gave up the idea of swimming and slept for a long while. For the rest it meant a better hideout or better still another chance in life. Zuwe stayed up all night. He was not sure where next to take the team. Driving into the new country was suicidal since we were declared wanted four nights ago by the local police.
“It has been a long journey Sam” he said. The room was dark but from his voice I figured he was troubled greatly.
“Yes it has” I said calmly
“What do we do? I am not sure. I fear for these boys”
“You cannot afford to appear weak”
” I know. I know Sam but it is time we split. Moving as a group attracts attention to us” he said and moved swiftly to the window.
The full moon was out and generous with its shine laying bare the ocean side that graced the hotel. For a while we both enjoyed the beautiful view; the rise and fall of the gentle tide brought back old memories.