Montana Guardian_A Guardian Security Novella by Kris Michaels

Author:Kris Michaels [Michaels, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KMRW LLC
Published: 2018-09-24T18:30:00+00:00

Van pulled the reins on his horse and stopped where the trail widened into a high valley. They’d made it up the mountain about halfway, but the sun was setting, and as soon as it dipped below the ridge in the west, it would be too dangerous to keep riding. He didn’t need to say anything to Travis. The man made his way to the flat area beside a stand of trees and got down to business. They had a fire started, and their gear readied for the night before darkness fell. After so many missions, splitting the workload came naturally. Van pulled off the tack from the animals and took them all to a small stream that cut through the middle of the meadow. He let the horses drink their fill before highlining them out for the night. They had room to forage for grass and still be close enough that Van and Travis could protect them from anything that thought horseflesh would make a good meal.

When he made it back to camp, Travis had two MREs open and steaming. Tablets dropped into pouches made the water they added boil and heat the meal inside.

“What did I draw?” Van sat down and stretched out his legs in front of him.”

Travis threw him the outside bag. “Beef stew for both of us, so I don’t want to hear any complaints.”

“Did you already eat my peanut butter?” Travis had probably consumed the crackers, too. The man was a bottomless pit.

“You don’t like peanut butter.”

“How the hell would I know? I never get to eat it.”

“You told me once.”

Travis handed him his pouch, and they fished out the packets of food. Eating MREs would add about twelve hundred calories to your day, but the meals were murder on the digestive system. They reclined against their saddles and fed the fire with the remnants of a small dead tree they’d found not too far from where they camped.

“Dude, it never ceases to amaze me the number of stars you can see away from the lights of a city. Reminds me of Kashmir.”

Van slid a look over at his best friend and purposefully ignored the Kashmir comment. He waved at the mountains as he spoke, “This whole country can make you feel small. I remember once when I was visiting my grand…” Van froze. Travis lifted away from his saddle, and the horse’s heads popped up, their ears twitching from the front to the side. “Did you hear that?”

Travis held up a hand and whispered, “I don’t know what the fuck it was, but I heard it.” They sat motionless for what seemed like an eternity before they heard it again. “Dude, that’s a baby’s cry.”

“No fucking way. Maybe a big cat? I’ve heard they can sound like a baby crying.” Van couldn’t imagine a baby out here in the wilderness. They waited, and once again the plaintive cry of an infant traveled across the meadow. “Fuck me. That is a kid.”

“Skipper?” Travis’s question echoed his own.

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