No one knew a thing or they were keeping quiet. Even Simon’s good-looking females that he had bragged about didn’t have a clue. But they were not giving up. One evening Robin called a meeting with her rebels. “The tax collector is due tomorrow but things have changed now. He has a dozen soldiers with him and they each carry muskets. We’ve got to put together a plan that won’t involve any deaths. As you know, we’re here to make a difference… not to take lives. This is just another job for these soldiers. I don’t want to hurt anyone.” Merek nodded. “How about the Freemen? Are they going to be included?” She shook her head. “We can take care of it. We’ve got twice the men than the taxman.” “So what do you think we should do this time?” asked Polly. “We need a diversion. We also need the coach to be stopped. I don’t want to try and outrun it.” Everyone agreed as they laughed. That didn’t appeal to them, either. “I’ve got an idea,” said Polly. “How about a stranded maiden who has been robbed by some thieves?”
