Luckily, I couldn't think of a three.
I needed food. I had a few snacks in my saddlebags, but I needed real food, like steak and eggs. I just wasn't real sure where to find what I wanted and being out in any of the local restaurants probably wasn't a good idea.
Too much chance of running into Ajag and Sy. Maybe there was a bar that served food in the area. I should be relatively safe there. Ajag wouldn't take Sy to a bar.
At least, I hoped he wouldn't.
I had to admit that I didn't know that much about Ajag, at least not as much as I wanted to. He just didn't seem like the type of guy to take a toddler to a bar. He was a lot more protective of Sy than that.
I checked my phone again for Ajag's location before climbing onto my bike and heading toward the entrance of the campground. I didn't plan to be gone long. I just needed to get something to eat and gas up my motorcycle and then I was heading right back.
At least, that was the plan.
Plans are like assholes. Everyone has one and they all stink. My plan to run into town to grab something to eat and fuel up my bike was waylaid before I even left the campground.
The loud rumble of multiple vehicles overrode the sound of my motorcycle. My gut knotted with dread. I didn't know what was coming, but I didn't like it. The ominous feeling I felt was tightening my muscles like a bow string.
When three black SUVs came into view and then stopped at the check-in station, my heart started to race. Two men from the first vehicle climbed out and walked into the station building.
As soon as I saw their camo colored clothing, I immediately turned my bike around and gunned the throttle, racing to where Ajag and Sy were camped.
These guys did not look like they were here for camping, which meant Ajag and Sy were in trouble. I just couldn't figure out how they found Ajag in a random campground in Colorado.
Ajag and Sy were pulling on their jackets when I skidded to a stop in front of them. Sy scurried behind Ajag, who stood there with his mouth hanging open.
"We've got trouble." I turned off my bike and climbed off, hurrying over to the duo. "Get packed up as fast as you can. I'm going to go see if there is a way out of here."
Ajag seemed to get a hold of himself as he asked, "What's going on?"
"Ze'ev called before and told me that a bunch of men in camo gear had come to the ranch and tried to search the place. Ze'ev and the others ran them off, but I think they followed you somehow. Three SUVs of guys in camo gear just pulled up at the front gate."
Ajag's eyes rounded, filling with fear. Instead of taking down his tent and packing his stuff, he grabbed Sy and started for the Jeep.
I grabbed his arm when he tried to go past me. "I know you're scared, but I need you to pack your stuff in the Jeep first."
"Rad—"
"I'm going to drive the jeep out of here. You and Sy are going to go through the woods and meet me by the main road."
I had no idea what I was going to do with my bike. Maybe hide it in the woods and come back for it later.
"Do you have a hat?"
Ajag blinked at me. "A hat?"
I nodded. "I need to disguise myself."
Ajag hurried over to a backpack sitting on the ground next to the tent door. He reached inside and came back with a knit cap. It wasn't ideal, but it would work.
"I want you to hike to the river and then follow it down until you reach the road. There should be a bridge. Wait under it until I call for you. Do not come out for anyone except me. Understand?"
Ajag nodded.
"Go." I gave him a little push. The need to get them to safety was riding me hard. "I'll pack up here."
It needed to look like I had left the campsite and that Ajag and Sy were never here. I watched them hurry into the woods before turned and quickly taking down the tent and packing it back into the jeep with everything else they had taken out.
I had to push my bike through several feet of underbrush before I felt it was hidden enough that no one would see it. Hopefully, I wouldn't need to leave it there for long.
