Andrew did not move. Instead, he turned to Chantelle and warned her coldly, "Same goes for you. This can't happen again."

Chantelle hesitated, guilt flickering across her face. "It was my guy who screwed up, Mr. Lloyd. Please don't be angry."

Andrew was furious. "Isn't the idiot you hired supposed to be some survival expert? Did you see how pathetic and cowardly he was just now? And he had the nerve to provoke Buzz and the Patoajo people.

"Ms. Garcia, you're with the government, and you should know damn well how fierce and proud these mountain tribes can be. If he really pisses them off, not only will this moron of a survival expert be finished, but we might all end up eating bullets too."

Chantelle sighed and changed the subject. "Alright, Mr. Lloyd, I know he screwed up, but now's not the time to start pointing fingers. What the hell was that thing that attacked us?"

Andrew said coldly, "A rare black tiger—in remote areas, they're also called mountain tigers. This type of