"If it was truly dangerous, they'd probably have turned into skeletons by now, you know what I mean?"
Robert was stunned. Thinking it over, he realized the person on the phone had a point.
He had wanted to say more, but for a moment, he didn't know what else he could say. This was, after all, a matter for the Government of Panama to handle. If they weren't in a hurry, why should he, a foreign host, be in such a rush?
His only wish right now was simple: for the entire production team to finish filming safely and return to civilization as soon as possible.
Hanging up, he judged from the unhurried attitude on the other end that they probably wouldn't take this very seriously. They would certainly send someone to the scene to observe, but he couldn't say how long that would take.
'No wonder the Darien Rift is a paradise for criminals. The officials here have no intention of getting involved. No, we can't stay here too long. I'll have to set a deadline for the contestants.'
