As he weighed his options, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Paul fished it out, his hands trembling. It was Dr. Ndaba. Relief flooded him, but it was mixed with hesitation. He needed to return to the original location, but how could he leave the poor struggling baby?
Paul’s gaze shifted between the trapped baby elephant and the mother. Her massive frame trembled with exhaustion, yet her eyes burned with a ferocious intensity. She let out a low, trumpeting sound that stopped Paul in his tracks, a warning that she wasn’t ready to let him go.