Jill’s mother wasn’t the only one killed that day, and Jill wasn’t the only stranded orphan left for dead. You and your mother had suffered the same fate, only luck would have it that you and Jill would make their way back to each other.

After years of working together, a few stolen kisses and a few ‘we’re just friends’, you and Jill had begun to raise a global phenomenon, something that would basically be a poachers wet dream, Joe, your 15ft gorilla, was basically your love child, as you liked to say. But currently, you and Jill were not on speaking terms; she wanted to take him to a wildlife refuge, but you had a horrendous feeling about it and struggling to get her to see.