98. Hot on their heels!

Rambo, walking in front, gestures with his fist that they must stop. He nears a small tree with some of its branches somewhat blocking the way in the footpath on one side. Carefully he studies it. Then he waves to Joss to join him. Joss reaches him and looks at the bush Rambo shows him. A small twig is snapped and is only hanging on its bark. Rambo lifts the twig and whispers: "Look, this is a rather fresh snap. I reckon yesterday or the day before and what is more, it is too high for some or other animal to cause it. This could only have been caused by a human being. There is your proof.” Amazed Joss looks, ponders it for a while to fully apprehend Rambo’s words until everything falls into place. "Hell, the fucking, shrewd pig!” he yells in a whispering voice and looks at Leo who has joined them. Leo is curious: "What is it, Joss?” "Luckily, we have an excellent tracker with us. Rambo has just found what we were looking for.” He gestures at the twig. "Look at this tender, fresh sn