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bushes. They stood around and wondered when they heard engines heading toward them. Looking down the logging road they spotted two ATVs speeding toward them. When they were almost to Nathan he pulled the rope taut.
    The group watched, stunned, as the rope caught the first rider by the neck, slinging him off his four wheeler. The other rider wasn’t watching him and the rope caught him in the chest, knocking him off. He landed on his back and had the air knocked out of him. The four wheelers speed off down the logging road then veered off into the woods.
    “Stay here,” Jasmine said, handing Emma and the reins to her horse to Amanda. John handed his reins to Tom and ran after Jasmine. By the time they got to the road, Nathan had the second man zip-tied and was moving to the first one, who was holding his throat and making funny noises as he breathed.
    Raising his rifle Nathan shot him in the head and walked back to the man he had tied up. John gave him room. “How in the hell did you do that without them pulling your arms out?” he asked. Nathan pointed to the end of the rope where he was. The rope was wrapped around the tree three times. “Man, you’re like Jason Bourne,” John said, moving with Nathan to the man lying on the ground.
    “Your buddy’s dead. Talk or you’re next,” Nathan said, aiming the rifle at the man’s head.
    “Okay! What do you want me to say?” he asked.
    “Why are you chasing us?” Nathan asked.
    “You killed Scott and two others,” the man said.
    “And that means what?” Nathan asked.
    “Everyone liked him,” the man replied.
    “You shot at us first,” Jasmine popped off.
    The man looked at her, “Y’all raided our farms,” the man shot back.
    “Like hell, asshole! We were just passing through. We don’t raid people,” she said. The man looked at her shocked.
    “Is that what the people in the fields you were chasing did?” Nathan asked.
    “Yep. We were tired of it,” he said.
    “How many are after us?” Nathan asked.
    The man shrugged. “I don’t know. The sheriff called most of the group up here to look for ya.”
    “What about the group that raided your farms?” Nathan asked.
    “A few stayed back for them,” he replied.
    John pointed his finger at the man. “I saw a woman carrying a kid gunned down.”
    The man looked at him with indifference. “They were taking our food and livestock.”
    Jasmine’s face turned red. “You were shooting unarmed women and kids?”
    “Someone don’t need a gun to steal from ya,” he said.
    Nathan put his hand on Jasmine’s chest as she advanced toward the man. “I need information, so drop it,” he told her quietly and looked at the man. “How far out are you searching for us?” he asked the man.
    “Sheriff told us to stop before we got to Powell. A biker gang hit them a few weeks ago, and then the Army came through, gathering up survivors takin’ ’em to some camp,” the man said.
    “Army still there?” Nathan asked.
    “Nah, they pulled out. Sheriff just didn’t want us to get too far from home,” the man admitted. “Tell you what, let me go back and I’ll tell my guys this is a mistake and you didn’t have nothing to do with the raids.”
    “We will let you go to talk to them for us but is the Army close by?” Nathan asked.
    “They said there was a big fight in Fayetteville. Said the Army wasn’t doin’ what the president wanted. Terry went up to Springfield and when he came back he said there was a bunch of solders there wearing blue helmets and funny camo,” the man said, relieved they were letting him go.
    “Heard anything from the Feds?” Nathan asked.
    “Shoot yeah! Homeland came through a few days ago and tried to take our guns. We buried them on the Caldwell farm,” the man replied.
    “Anything else?” Nathan asked.
    “Heard there was a bunch near Joplin workin’ with the Army that was listening to the president. Word is they’re headin’ to Kansas City,” he answered.
    “Much