Max fetched a flare from Rocco’s belt. Rocco shot it into the air—a signal. Minutes later, rescuers arrived, clearing the log with Rocco’s guidance. Kali, once free, climbed onto his lap and nuzzled his throat. Human or beast, no one left Rocco unchanged.

The jungle was a maelstrom. Rocco moved through the downpour, calling Kali’s name. Then he heard it—a sharp, panicked growl.

“You saved her,” Lena said, awe in her voice.