and won’t be able to find her way back.”
A loud commotion sounded inside the cabin. Two men came racing outside. They bolted across the yard, stopped and looked around then at each other. One called back, “There’s no sign of her.”
“Well, she can’t have gone far.”
Markus disagreed with that. Given the speed she’d been running, he figured she’d be a couple of miles out in the middle of nowhere before her feet stopped panicking. Unless she was bush smart, she was already lost. Damn. He studied the two men, noting the high-powered rifles in their hands. Weapons. For hunting? Or something else?
“Any idea what the guys are doing with the weapons?”
“Nope, but it won’t be any good, I can tell you that.”
He agreed, but he had two women inside and a younger one outside, and he was only one man.
He just hated to let the third woman run wild and get lost. They’d be hours tracking her if she kept going. But first things first. Take out the men and save the other two women.
“Get looking for her,” growled a large man in the doorway of the cabin, his voice easily reaching all of them. “She can’t be far. Move it.”
The two men shrugged but split up.
One stopped and turned. “Where’s Barry?”
The man in the doorway frowned. “No idea. Keep an eye out. If he’s gone to the authorities, he’s done too.”
Markus looked into the panicked eyes of the man he held down.
“See, you were going to get a bullet anyway,” Markus said in a low tone. “Now at least you know what they planned for you.”
As he watched, the two men outside split up and headed into the trees. Thankfully neither appeared enthusiastic and neither were headed in the right direction.
It was the third man that interested him. He was the one giving orders.
He was the one Markus wanted.
He checked his phone. Still no reception. Of course. He shook his head.
“Don’t have no use for them new phone things. Nothing works out here. No towers. No nothing. Get used to it. In Alaska we live alone because that’s the way we like it.”
Markus nodded. He glanced down at the man on the ground, his mind sorting through the logistics. They couldn’t trust him so needed to have a place to keep him quiet and secured. He couldn’t be given a chance to warn the others. Markus had to take out the two men that wandered the woods. Outdoorsmen they weren’t. They made enough noise that any animal within miles would know they were coming. But the kidnapped women had to be their prime concern.
The big man went inside and closed the door.
Markus narrowed his eyes. What was he up to now? He glanced down at Barry. “Does he have a place up here?”
The man shook his head. “No. They don’t know the area at all.”
“I’ll be back.” Jake slid around tree and was gone before Markus could say a word. Not sure he could be trusted at this point either, but not having much choice, Markus grabbed a rope from his pack and quickly tied up Barry on the ground.
“You don’t have to worry about me,” Barry protested. “I’m not going to go anywhere. I didn’t kidnap the women.”
“No,” Markus said. “But you’ve been gone too long and have no excuse for your absence. This gives you one.”
Barry’s eyebrows rose. And he gave a curt nod. “Better put me back in the pump house then. At least that’s where I’d be expected to be if they bothered to look.”
There was a note of bitterness in his voice. Good, maybe he was waking up to the trouble he was in.
“Is there a back door to the pump house?” Markus studied the back wall of the building. It was a shack barely held together by a few nails. He reached out and pulled off a few boards. This would work. He pulled a few more off and helped Barry inside. “A word of warning. Don’t play both sides here. I already know you’re involved. Stay here and keep out of trouble. I’ll be back. If you’re not here when I return, I will find you. And you won’t like my