Ted Wagner watched as the first volley was fired at the first of the intruders.
“Keep them pinned down,” he said to his men as he made his way down from cover. I wonder who they are. The cart looks familiar so it could be Murdock, or it could be anyone, he thought. I’m glad we practiced this before we needed it. He cautiously made his way toward the cart. When he was about one hundred fifty yards, an arrow hit his bow knocking it out of his hand. Immediately, a shower of arrows rained down on the intruders. Wagner gave the signal to cease fire and the shower stopped. That return shot was too well-placed to be luck and I’m standing out here in the open. As he watched, he saw a man stand and begin walking toward him, from one hundred fifty yards away, unafraid of the possible lethal rain of
