The radio crackled to life: “Open your driver’s window and don’t move.” That couldn’t be good. We were on a trail called, “On the Edge,” aptly named due to its narrow track and steep drop into a ravine on one side. I shut off the Defender’s rattling diesel and Gishani and I climbed out. Around a bend in the muddy trail, I saw a Jee…
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