Dark Titan Journey: Wilderness Travel
rifle, he started off at a slow, easy walk as his body reminded him he hadn’t stretched today.
    Easing through the woods, Nathan saw an orange tent off to their right. He pointed and the others saw the tent in the false dawn’s light. When they reached the field, Nathan looked down and saw their footprints in the dirt of the field. He clearly remembered only a few others’ tracks in the field and he could now see literally three to four dozen sets heading to the woods.
    He picked up the pace. As they reached the road, the sun peaked over the horizon, letting them know a new day had started. Putting on his sunglasses, Nathan fought the urge to flip off the sun and looked at the others. “Same order as yesterday. Jasmine, we haven’t told you how we operate so just follow our lead, okay. I have one water bladder full. How about everyone else?” Nathan asked.
    “Mine’s half-full and I have one bottle,” Amanda said.
    “I have one full bladder and one bottle,” John said.
    “Both of mine are full and I have one bottle,” Jasmine said, looking around.
    “Okay, that will get us to our next camp spot,” Nathan said, pulling out the map. “Here is our rally point. We’ll stop up ahead and eat breakfast somewhere.” Amanda and John looked at the map, running their fingers over it then looked up, nodding. Nathan rolled the map up, shoving it in his pocket.
    “Rally point?” Jasmine asked.
    Holding up her head with a snotty look, Amanda said, “Where we meet if we get separated.”
    “But Nathan has the map,” she said.
    “That’s why you look at it to check the route. Two miles ahead we come to a county road to the left and follow it to the dam, then go to the second cove on the west side of Henry Lake,” Amanda said in a slightly sassy tone.
    Taken aback, Jasmine looked at the little girl like she was possessed. “You memorized that with just that small glance?” she asked.
    “Yeah, didn’t you?” Amanda asked, adjusting her hat and giving a snort as she lowered her sunglasses.
    “Amanda, you’ve had some practice.” Nathan gave her a look. “Come on before people start to wake up,” he said, leading them off. Amanda grabbed his hand and held onto Ares’ leash as they headed down the road. Nathan heard whispering behind him and chose to ignore it. They were almost at the road to head west when he saw two trucks parked together on the far side of the road. Propped up against one of the trucks was a hand-painted sign that read, ‘Fresh Hamburgers $20.’
    “Let’s see if they’re for real,” Nathan said, leading them across the median to the trucks. There were about nine people, all wearing pistols, gathered around a gas grill. He spotted several huge jugs in the back of one of the trucks.
    “Are you insane? Twenty dollars for a burger?” Jasmine asked from behind him. “I don’t have any money,” she admitted.
    “Don’t worry, I’ll pay for it,” Amanda said.
    “Don’t pull out all that money up here or we’ll have to shoot our way out,” Nathan warned Amanda.
    “Momma said you always count your money in your purse. I’ll count mine in my ammunition bag,” she said, making Nathan laugh.
    They walked over and a woman with short hair and a stocky build came over and met them. “What can we get for ya?” she asked.
    “Is the meat really fresh? Power has been off for a while,” Nathan asked.
    She let out a laugh. “We still have cold storage, but to answer your question it was ground yesterday,” she said, leading them over and opening a cooler up. Nathan saw pounds of good red meat.
    “We’ll take ten, please,” he said and the woman startled and backed up and the group fell quiet.
    “I’ll need to see the money before I put ten pounds of meat on the grill,” she said.
    “Amanda, pay her,” Nathan said, letting her hand go. Amanda dove down in her bag, looked at her hands, then came back out holding two one-hundred-dollar bills.
    “With everything, please,” Amanda

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