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My stomach was doing flips, I was filled with so much anxiety. I followed close behind Grant with Will behind me. Beth had pointed us in the direction she saw Cal being taken off to, and I hoped we were on the right track. Every minute counted and I would've been running, if I thought it was best.

We had to stay quiet and out of sight, all while keeping our eyes and ears open. The glare of the sun hit our faces. I was prepared to walk for hours, figuring Cal had been taken to the other side of the island where we hadn't been yet. To my surprise, Grant stopped much sooner than I expected and I walked right into his back.

I jumped back, embarrassed. "Sorry."

Grant chuckled quietly and then nodded in another direction.

"Up there," he said to us. "Look."

Ahead to our right the path elevated slightly and had a patch of trees. The rest of the path was barren, leading us to believe the group that had Cal was most likely somewhere in the trees, rather than sitting in plain sight.

Will suggested we go all the way to the back so we wouldn't end up "walking in through their front door". Grant and I agreed, so we kept walking. As we hiked higher, Grant led us up and around. From what I could see, we would eventually get to a hill that looked pretty steep. I tried not to look down the higher we went. All I thought about was the guy who attacked us and fell off the cliff to his death. It sent chills down my spine.

As we got higher, we were also getting closer, which gave us a better view. In between the trees we could make out tarps that we guessed to be tents. There were at least three of them. I hated to think of Cal being kept against her will somewhere up there. It made me sick. The more I thought about it, the more motivated I was to keep going. Every time Grant glanced over his shoulder to check on me, he would quickly turn back around having seen the look of determination on my face. All I wanted to do was get Cal and then go back and get Beth.

"It looks like we'll have to climb those rocks," Grant said.

I looked past him and saw a steep hill covered in rocks. I nodded and followed Grant as he started to climb. My hands were sweaty, but I took slow and precise steps.Will grunted behind me. The three of us kept our gaze straight ahead, not wanting to look down. It was a good thing Grant was leading us because he got to the top quickly, clearly the most athletic of us all. He helped pull me up and seconds later, Will was up as well.

What we found at the top made all three of us stop and stare. The land was flatter than I expected, but that wasn't what surprised me. Tents were set up next to one another with a fire pit in the center. Rocks were piled up along the sides as though to build a wall that was still unfinished. Beyond the wall I saw a steep hill that led to a wooded area and cliffs.

Grant instinctively stood in front of me, blocking me with his arm, and even though it was incredibly sweet, I gently swatted his arm down. He was stronger than me and a better fighter, but I wasn't helpless. I was feeling more secure about being able to fend for myself.

Will took a slow turn until he got a good look around. "I don't think anyone's here."

"Are you sure?" I whispered. "This looks like it houses a pretty big group. Where could they all be?"

Grant nodded, not taking his eyes off the camp.
"Even if each tent sleeps one or two, that's at least twelve people."

We hesitated before taking a few steps closer. Will narrowed his eyes at one of the tents and walked over to it. Grant called out to him, but Will held up his hand and kept going. I watched him inch his way to the front of the tent, pause a few seconds, and then kick in its canvas flaps. When he was positive no one was inside of it, he knelt down and peeked inside. Instantly he popped his head back out, his eyes wide. He motioned for us and we looked at each other before running over.

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