Creeping along with all the stealth he could command, he left the car, crossing to the other side of the main road while no traffic was in sight. Then he worked his way along, drawing closer to the row of occupied houses. He did his best to remain unseen. Near the edge of the open area that marked the limits of the new town, he stopped, concealed behind the last thick foliage. The sun was sliding down as the afternoon waned. Soon it would vanish behind the rugged peaks to the west. Maybe he’d see something while the light was still strong.