บท 88: Chapter 87 The Botched Deal

"Damn it!"

Thom finally realized it was just a rock he had stepped on.

He twisted his ankle, and some sand got into his shoe.

Irritated, he spat onto the ground.

Suddenly, he felt a sensation of fullness in his bladder.

He had drank too much water in the car tonight.

He actually felt the need to urinate...

He looked around.

No one was there.

It was a good time to relieve himself.

Without another word, he hung onto his gun, unzipped, and took out his "tool" to start sprinkling around.

Zzzzz—

Just as he was happily relieving himself, he suddenly heard the team leader below the dune shouting, "Thom you bastard, what are you doing up there? Hurry up, you'll pay if you make us late!"

"Coming!"

Thom on the dune quickly tucked away his "tool," stuffed it in haphazardly, and turned to run down the dune.

"What's the situation up there?"

The team leader asked.

"No situation, not a single shadow in sight,"

Thom lied without changing his expression.

"Let's go, head back."