After they passed, we finally dared to come out, breathing hard.

Lucy patted her chest, still spooked: "That was scary as hell! But weren't all the apes supposed to be dead? How are there so many?"

I was puzzled too, but then had a wicked thought: "Lucy, tell your parents about this. Let them come hunting here. If they succeed, you'll get money. If not... well, your dad's got a bad leg anyway. You won't have to take his beatings anymore."

Lucy stared at ...