A Plaything For CEO Blackwood
she whispered.
Kgosi nodded, a genuine warmth in his voice. "These paintings tell stories of hunting, rituals, and daily life."
As they walked deeper into the cave, the air took on a musky scent, and the ground became uneven. The guide cautioned, "Watch your step; the terrain can be a bit tricky in here."
Less than a minute after he gave that warning, Annabel, engrossed in the paintings, didn't notice a small protruding stone on the cave floor. With an unexpected stumble, she lost her balance and fell forward, landing on her knees with a gasp.