My Stepfather Sent Me To Patrol A Forest Sector With Standalone Wooden Stairs, Then Erased My Coordinates From The Dispatch Server
Martha moved with quiet efficiency, stamping and certifying three duplicate copies of the expired 1994 concession contract. The bold red notary seal stood out on the faded paper. She handed them to Jonah, along with a sealed land registry file.
“This is everything,” she said, her voice firm despite the tremor in her hands. “It proves the lease expired. And it proves Arthur’s fraud.”
Armed with the paper trail, Jonah slipped back into Sector 4 through an overgrown drainage culvert. The smell of damp earth and decaying leaves filled the air. He made his way to his hidden trail notebook, tucked securely inside a hollow log. He logged his current coordinates and activities on a fresh page, creating a hard-copy paper trail, just in case.
Near the Sector 4 outpost, hidden by a cluster of fir trees, he spotted Arthur’s personal truck parked near the tree line. Rookie ranger Leo Salinger stood beside the truck bed, a look of focused determination on his young face.
Leo held a military-grade tracking device. It was an expensive piece of gear, far too advanced for a rookie. Arthur had instructed him to hide it inside Jonah’s primary trail kit under the guise of an “upgraded emergency locator.” Leo was completely unaware that this device was calibrated to attract aggressive territorial wildlife.
Jonah watched from the shadows as Leo, eager to impress his senior ranger, walked innocently toward the station house, preparing to plant the beacon.
➡️ Read CHAPTER 7 to continue the story.
👉 Previous Decision: You used Martha’s office phone to secretly call rookie ranger Leo Salinger, asking him to unlock the eastern gate.
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