That meant that these hunters would soon be—or perhaps already were—a very different breed than any we’d experienced before. Being backed by the government meant they had unprecedented resources, and they were no longer just driven by a blind thirst for revenge. I could foresee a future where becoming a hunter would be a career route for young people, much like joining the Navy. The new generation of hunters would be cool, calculated, more technologically advanced than I wanted to think about and driven solely by intelligence. And there would be many of them. Too many for comfort.
A strong gust of wind blew against me, making my skin prickle.
The world was changing.
And my son was still out there.
He needed to be careful. He’d soon find himself in a whole new world.
A world to which nobody knew the rules.