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something stick him in the back. He turned and saw a young girl with a big gun in her hand.
    “Hands up mister or you die. Slowly hand me your rifle and pistol.”
     
     
     
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    Chapter 5

 
Jim Jones
 
Wyoming
 
2022
     
     
    The girl had used zip ties to secure John’s hands behind his back and then marched him to the north end of the airport. She commanded him to get into an ATV and she placed the seatbelt around him as he tried to make his hands comfortable without much success.
    “Where are you taking me?”
    “Shut up and don’t try anything or I’ll shoot you in your leg below the knee. We need you alive, but you don’t have to be able to walk.”
    She started the ATV and took off through the snow on Highway 20 at a high rate of speed for such deep snow.
    John yelled over the whine of the engine, “Aren’t you going too fast for this road?”
    The words were barely out of his mouth when the vehicle lurched off the road, shot through the air and started cross-country. The girl was a speed demon and he just hoped that she wouldn’t get them both killed. He looked over at her and she had a big grin on her face as she yelled, “Hold on, it gets a bit bumpy for the rest of the trip.”
    “Where are we going and who are you?”
    “You’ll find out when we get there. We have about an hour more to travel since I can’t take the main road.”
    “My hands are going numb. Can you tie them up in front of me?”
    She brought the ATV to a stop and said, “I’ll redo your hands in a minute. Don’t try anything.”
    She walked around to his side and thumbed the hammer back on the Ruger Blackhawk and put it against his temple. She pulled a hunting knife out and told John to lean over in the seat. He felt her cut the plastic tie and slowly moved his hands in front of him. She gave him a pair of gloves and made him put them on and then zip tied one hand to a grab rail and another to his belt.
    As she crossed in front of the headlights he finally got a good look at her and saw that she was a blonde, blue eyed girl about 20-25 years old and was dressed in men’s clothes with a hunting knife and a hog leg strapped to her hip. She was clean and the vehicle was neat and orderly. She was not with some trashy biker gang.
    “That should be more comfortable. Let’s go.”
    Before John could speak, she fired the buggy up and took off like a Baja racer. The girl obviously knew what she was doing and handled the ATV as though she had been racing it for years. They drove east for another hour or so when the vehicle lurched into the air and flipped over on its side.
     
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    Imelda woke and instantly felt that something was wrong. She crawled over to Joe and gently woke him.
    "Joe, the sun is up and John didn’t wake me for guard duty.”
    “Me neither.”
    “Let’s find John and see what’s going on.
    They walked around the hanger following his tracks until Imelda said, “Look there is another set of tracks following him. They are smaller and maybe a woman or child’s footprints.”
    They followed the trail until it went behind the stack of pallets and found the prints joined together behind the pallets.
    Joe looked down, picked something up and said, “It looks like someone slipped up behind John and kidnapped him. He dropped his flashlight.”
    “Joe, there’s a large zip tie on the ground. The person must have dropped it when they tied John’s hands.”
    “We need to see if we can find their tracks and rescue John.”
    They followed John’s tracks until they ended at the north end of the airport. They saw the ATV tracks and followed them until they headed out east on Highway 14.
    “Damn, we need to cancel the meeting with the mayor and find John.”
     
    They walked into town and asked a guard to find the police chief. It only took the guards a few minutes to bring him to them.
    Joe filled him in on the situation and he replied, “I understand and