CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
The army split into four sections and marched toward their respective destinations. After two days they circled around to regroup. Hidden behind an extension of the Shadow’s Fork Mountains, they rendezvoused with the scouts they had left behind. The three prisoners had reached the fort in the pass less than twelve hours after their escape, but so far there had been no activity from the fort.
They made a dry camp with no fires. Being seen now would ruin what Riley hoped would happen. At dawn of the following day, the main enemy contingent marched out of Galghorro Pass, evidently intent on heading off one of the sections of the quartered army.
Riley nodded with relief. “I was hoping for something of the sort.”
“Very well played,” Janin Romei told him. “Now what?”
Withi
