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.Rachel didn’t see anyone, but it wasn’t long before she started smelling meat cooking and her stomach gave an involuntary rumble.Coming to a stop she waved the group off the path into the trees and melded into the forest with them.They moved a few dozen yards away from the track and came across a narrow game trail cutting through the forest in the same direction as the path.Stepping onto it Rachel led the group at a decent pace for another ten minutes until the game path took a sharp bend to the right.This was opposite the direction they needed to travel to stay with the track and Rachel abandoned the trail and pushed back into the woods in the direction the smell of the cooking fires was coming from.Dog easily moved through the heavy underbrush, but Rachel had to slow as she pushed through, careful to not make any more noise than absolutely necessary.Finally the brush thinned and they reached the edge of the trees.In front of them was a large clearing, at least two acres, and much of it was occupied with camping tents.Directly in front of them was the track that led from the road which ended to the right in a large area where dozens of all different types of vehicles were haphazardly parked.At the far edge of the camp Rachel could see several larger tents that looked like they were probably military surplus and had once been command tents.Set amongst them a large cross towered over the camp.People were moving everywhere in the camp.Normal looking people, going about their business.Cooking food.Fetching buckets of water from the small creek that ran along the edge of the camp.Children playing.Children.Rachel’s resolve weakened at the thought that children might get hurt during John’s rescue.“Oh my God!” Rachel turned and saw Nora looking at the camp through the rifle scope.“Oh my God!” She repeated, eye glued to whatever she was seeing.“What?” Rachel and Betty asked at the same time, staring at the young girl.“Look at the cross,” she answered, her voice shaky.Rachel raised her rifle, but the scope she had did not have any magnification, only a red dot for aiming.She called the boy over that was carrying John’s pack and dug through it until she found a pair of binoculars.Raising them to her eyes it took her a moment to find the cross, then another moment to focus the glasses.When they came into focus she said exactly what Nora was still repeating.She had found John and he had been nailed to a cross that was standing amongst a small forest of impaled heads.She was unable to tell if he was still alive.Several emotions blasted through Rachel at that moment, everything from disgust to pity to rage.Rage won out.The kind of rage that made her want to wipe out every living soul in the camp.She now understood how John could do the things he did and still sleep at night.The sun was low on the horizon and soon they would have the cover of darkness to move around.Rachel didn’t know yet how she was going to rescue John, but she was working on it.Her biggest fear at the moment was that he was too severely injured to be able to move and they would have to carry him.She knew from experience just how big he was and knew there wasn’t anyone in the group that could carry him.Maybe four of the kids working together, but they would need to be able to move fast.This thought coincided with her looking at the parking area as she scanned the camp with the binoculars.Parked off to the side of the area was a short bus, painted white with hand lettering along the side that read Primitive Baptist Church.“Betty, you said you were a bus driver.Right?”“Yes.Why?”“Do you know how to hot wire one if the keys aren’t available?” Rachel answered the question with a question.“I don’t, no.But young Mr.Hillman over there had a bit of trouble with the police this past spring and I expect he can.” Rachel lowered the binoculars and looked at the kid Betty was pointing at.The boy was scrawny and had kept to himself as much as possible since Rachel had joined the group, but she had caught him stealing longing glances at Nora who studiously ignored him.He maintained a perpetual scowl on his face and was glaring back at them, knowing he was being talked about but unaware of what the conversation was.Rachel stood up, staying in a crouch, and moved over to squat in the dirt next to him.“Hi,” she said.“What’s your name?”“Jared Hillman.” He answered.“What do you want?” The anger and attitude the boy carried with him was evident in his tone and in his expression.“We need your help.Do you know how to hot wire a bus?” Rachel stared at his eyes and saw the look of surprise cross his face before he shut it down in favor of the scowl.“I can start anything with a motor,” he said, sitting up straighter and puffing out his chest.“Good!” Rachel beamed and put her hand on his shoulder.“I’m going to need you soon.Don’t go anywhere.” The kid smiled for the first time and nodded his head.Working through more of the plan in her head Rachel went back to sit next to Betty and lifted the binoculars back to her eyes.After seeing what she needed to see she motioned the Hillman kid over to her.“Alright, Jared.You and I are going to sneak through the brush and into that parking lot.See that white bus off to the side?” Rachel asked, pointing and handing the binoculars to the kid.When he nodded she continued.“I’m going to get you into that bus, but I don’t want you to do anything other than hide for now.Sometime later you’ll hear gunfire, and that’s when I want you to get it started and have it ready to go.Can you do that?”“Damn straight!” He answered, cracking a smile and glancing around to see if Nora had noticed that his help was needed [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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