CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
TWO UTILITY VEHICLES flew across the snow toward them. Jose was driving one and Clovis piloted the second vehicle. They came from two different directions, his brothers arriving first.
Clovis stopped in a wash of flying snow next to Nita and Heathcliffe. Alf hopped out and walked over to them. “We got most of the horses back in the barn. Only Noire and Jenna are still missing.”
Heathcliffe helped Nita into the seat beside Jose when he got there. She was still a little wobbly. “We had them, but then somebody started shooting at us and we had to let them go or we’d have been trampled.”
Clovis stood up in the vehicle, leaning over the windshield. “Shooting?”
“Apparently it was a trap. The shooter had Noire tied to a tree and when we came to get them he started firing.”
