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contacts in the government and thinks that things are going to get really terrible in the future. Possibly even war with China. Nuclear war.”
     
    “I have the same feeling,” Bandy said softly. “I hope that doesn’t make things worse.”
     
    “Just the opposite. Means you know what is driving him. The problem is, he became acquainted with some… how should I put it… less than savory characters. They don’t call themselves a militia, but they are in trouble with the Sheriff back home all the time over militia activities.
     
    “Now, I did some research on prepping and survival after meeting you, and think you are, as you said, a prepper, as opposed to what some people, like this bunch, are coming off as. A bunch of lowlifes looking to take advantage where they can, now, and in the future, if it turns bad.
     
    “They have Longhammer buying up guns and ammunition now and are trying to turn him into one of them, with the idea of taking over the area in the event of a major disaster, based out of the shelter he’s getting ready to build. Everything I’ve found out tells me that they aren’t at all representative of what prepping, or really even survivalism, is all about.
     
    “They are simply a dangerous gang that has big plans for the future. And they won’t be good plans for my family and friends at home. I need someone I can trust… You… to come up and talk to my Father and help him talk Longhammer into ditching these guys before things go any further than they already have. Could you… Would you do that? This Thanksgiving? I’ll pay all expenses…”
     
    “Not necessary, Ana-Bella. I’d be glad to help. And don’t worry about the expenses. I can travel inexpensively when I want to.”
     
    “You’d have a place to stay at home,” Ana-Bella said. “You can stay with my parents. I’m sure they won’t mind. You wouldn’t have to get a motel or anything. And Mother is a great cook.
     
    “They are both worried about Longhammer and what could happen in the future if that gang takes control, or even try to, if things get bad.”
     
    “I can stay in a…”
     
    “No. The house. I insist. I don’t want this to cost you. You’d be doing me a big favor.”
     
    “Well… Let’s wait and let your father decide whether I can stay or not. When do you need me up there? And for how long? We’re taking the full holiday and weekend off, so that isn’t a problem at all. And if need be, I can talk my boss into letting me have a couple of days at either end, too. Things slow down a bit this time of year.”
     
    “You’d do that?” Ana-Bella’s eyes were wide.
     
    And very blue, Bandy decided, looking deep into them for the fraction of a second before she blinked and he tore his eyes from her face out of fear of doing something stupid, silly, or both. Like trying to kiss her.
     
    “Of course I would, Ana-Bella. Situations like this need to be nipped in the bud. I’m a proponent of legal state militias and home defense groups. I’m not in favor of a gang of thugs trying to run things to their advantage at the expense of other people.”
     
    “Well, I have to drop this load tomorrow,” Ana-Bella said. “And then I’m headed home for until after Thanksgiving. Whenever you could show up during that time would be great. Dad has already invited Longhammer and June and their kids for Thanksgiving dinner this year.”
     
    “Okay. I’ll be there before then.”
     
    “Oh, thank you, Bandy! I knew I could count on you. But I need to get going if I’m going to make my delivery time tomorrow.”
     
    “Sure thing,” Bandy said. He took care of the check while Ana-Bella went to the bathroom.
     
    There wasn’t much talk on the three minute ride back to the warehouse. Another touch of hands, lingering, and Ana-Bella was on the way to deliver her load, and Bandy went in to talk to Alan.
     
    “Aw, man! You and that woman! She’s corrupting you. I need you here at work these next two