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they sleep and then take off with the woman.”
    Carlos agreed and kept their distance.
    Not far ahead, Jason could see the camp tents through the trees.
    “We finally made it. Well, isn’t anybody going to thank me?” said Jason boasting.
    The camp was deserted, and the night was getting cold. Angelo quickly got a fire going, while Helen went to her tent to wear something warmer. Jason and Danny stayed near the fire warming themselves, keeping the fire alight as they placed new fire logs onto it. They felt relaxed, watching the flames rising higher and higher.
    Angelo went to the supply tent and came back with some canned food, beans and sausages followed by some dry crackers. He served the food on metal plates and handed one to Jason and Danny. Both men gratefully ate their food, having built up an appetite from the long trek through the jungle to the site and back again.
    Jason lit up a smoke and lay back gazing up at the stars. Danny placed some more logs on the fire, while looking back to see Helen stepping out of her tent with a bottle of Chardonnay. She had planned to open it after the discovery of the tomb. But unfortunately it never happened due to the deaths of her colleagues John and Paul.
    She had just taken a few steps, when somewhere behind her she heard the sound of a twig cracking within the jungle trees. Helen froze in her tracks, the hairs on her neck stood up as a cold chill ran down her spine. She dared not turn around, afraid of what she might see.
    Danny waved her over. “Hey Helen! Come on over. Your food is getting cold.”
    She was about to take another step when she heard another twig breaking, but this time it was much closer than before.
    Danny turned towards Jason. “What’s up with her? Why is she just standing there?”
    Jason sat up to take a look, sensing something was wrong. Then he saw movement among the trees that caught his attention. It was pitch black to everyone else, but not to Jason. He quickly got up, walking at a steady pace towards Helen, who was more than thirty yards away. With weapon in hand, he aimed it in her direction.
    Danny couldn’t believe it. “Jason, have you gone mad!” He shouted out.
    Jason blanked Danny out of his mind and shouted out to Helen, “get down now!”
    She threw herself to the ground. The weight from her body sent leaves flying up into the air. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion, her movements, the leaves swirling around her, even the bullet leaving the barrel as Jason aimed and fired his gun. In a split second, she heard the bullet pass over her. Helen turned over onto her side as Jason fired another shot. She saw the bullet penetrate a tree that seemed to explode on impact. Then she felt Jason kneeling beside her, helping her to her feet.
    “Quick! Run for cover! Move it!” He shouted.
    Helen ran as fast as she could to her tent, confused at what had just happened. Danny was now beside Jason also with his weapon drawn.
    “What is it Jason? What are you shooting at for Christs sake? What do you see?”
    Before he could answer, a gun shot went off from among the trees. The bullet passed within inches of Danny’s head. Both agents got up and ran for cover behind the supply tent. More shots were fired, hitting almost everything around them. Fire logs and dirt flew in all directions as a continuous shower of bullets were fired. Both Danny and Jason waited it out, when suddenly it stopped.
    Danny said, “who the hell is firing at us?”
    “I don’t know! Maybe someone came back to steal more artifacts,” said Jason.
    They felt like sitting ducks out in the open, not knowing from where the next shot might come from. Jason decided to make his way over to the fire, hoping the flames would distract whoever was firing at them.
    “Danny! We have to get out of here. Go find Angelo, while I go for Helen.”
    He signaled okay and made his way to where Angelo was last seen. Jason fired a couple of random shots into the jungle in an