Returning to the lab after a day of following FC, Erin and I found Mini and Gideon sitting on the wooden benches, their faces conveying utter exhaustion and exasperation. I took one look at their sagging shoulders, hunched backs and the large cut on Mini’s cheek, no doubt from a particularly terrible bamboo spike, and knew that bad news would follow. “Well, you guys have your work cut out for you tomorrow,” said Gideon forebodingly, throwing me into a mild state of panic. They proceeded to describe their failed attempt to follow our newly tagged and collared group, Jean 4, that afternoon. Now, we all thought that we had seen some tough terrain in FC’s territory, but, according to Mini and Gideon, this was on a whole different level; in their despair, they had even
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