The Poacher

In the long grass, Isack held his breath.

The men wore green and brown to camouflage themselves. They moved slowly around the tree and the cable trap, shifting the blades of grass to the side and checking for snakes on the ground. A bite from a black mamba would kill a man in half an hour.

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Laura Nelson is a science writer and journalist by profession, and has published articles in
New Scientist magazine and the Guardian, among others. She also has a short fiction story published
in Nature magazine.



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