Accounting for the fact that horses were a common mode of transportation in the area, Nick didn’t believe that golf carts were. In the end, it had been the tire tracks than put the Alliance team onto the cabin’s lane. Motioning his men close, Nick took his flashlight and held it a few inches from the ground. After the team had formed a tight huddle to block the torch, he poked a finger in the soil and then drew a ring around the middle. I want to circle the property, he has saying. They moved like ghosts through the New Mexico pine forest, Nick and Grim up front, one scouting ahead with their NVD, the other advancing slowly. Butter stayed ten meters behind them, Kevin bringing up the rear at a similar spacing. The clear sky, combined with the high mountain star field allowed them to make safe progress at a good clip. They were one quarter of the way around Nick’s circle when Grim’s fist snapped into the air.
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