Chapter III: Fox Hunt

"Jarashia! They went to Jarashia! The filthy country! We can't let them go just like that. We have to do something; something really big. This time they should not escape.

The next hour they were discussing plans.

"Jarashia is big, no one knows where they are, neither do we know what they are doing. If we can track-"

"They cannot be tracked." said William.

"Why?"

"Fox hunt. I found that they use ham radios for communication."

"I thought the World was against them."

"Well, not the Government."

"Why didn't you tell me that before?" asked Sod, puzzled.

"You left for the plane even before I could tell you about it."

"You could have called me!"

"Your phone was on airplane mode."

"At least, why not after we reached the East control?"

"Your phone was still in airplane mode."

"Ok, so what do you suggest?"

"I think we could send people undercover as tourists. We can find them that way.

"Ok! Good idea! But what if we fail in our task?"

"We might end up in their position."

"Alright, I'm taking my risk on this one. They will never know what hit them next."

Elmer never knew that his life would end during the operation.

Neither did Sod.