She heard another movement pass behind her turned shoulder, a whisper of sound, yet so chilling that she felt all power of movement drained from her legs. He was here, very close in the blackness, toying with her, cruel as a cat. He had smelt her out. Now he crouched over her ready to strike and she could only wait. A mission of duty. A quest for love. Dr Robyn Ballantyne has always worked hard for what she wants. Coming home to Africa after twenty...