Something tickled my nostrils, and I sniffed. “Is that smoke?” Could something be burning?
“Not likely,” the captain said. “There’s a reason this is called the rainforest.” He sniffed himself, and his brow wrinkled. “But you’re right, something was on fire.”
Carlos twisted his hands, his nerves obvious, before he called again, “Pablo! Aemiliano!”
“Might they be at the dig?” Sam asked Carlos.
“Perhaps Aemiliano. I gave him orders to guard the spot, but Pablo was to stay away from the site. He has a tendency to be to too heavy-handed in excavating any fossils.” He glanced up at what could be seen of the sky through the canopy of the trees. “Still, at this time of day…They should both be here. What could have happened that neither answer?”
“This can be dangerous territory. Jaguars, anacondas, not to mention crocodiles and caimans…” Sam shuddered as he peered over the Adelina’s side.