Rogue Angel - Footprints Part 2

Annja turned to warn Joey, but he had vanished.

Startled, Annja turned back to the man. He was looking her up and down and then he nodded. "Walk that way. Try anything funny and I'll be more than happy to put a couple of holes into you."

Annja turned and started moving. One of these days, she thought, I'm going to have to find a deserted island. Maybe then I can get away from everyone who wants to kill me.

Chapter 2.

Annja felt the rifle barrel jab into her spine for the third time. She risked a glance back at the man standing behind her. "That's not necessary. I'm perfectly capable of walking without you stabbing me with your gun every few seconds," she said angrily.

"Shut up and walk."

Annja glanced around the camp as he escorted her past the tents. Everything seemed to be in good order and there wasn't an air of chaos. Annja wondered if the guy with the rifle had surprised Jenny's camp. She also wondered if he was alone.

She found the answer to that question when they turned the corner and she saw two other men similarly armed. One of them looked at Annja's escort.

"Where'd she come from?"

"She's been on the trail leading here. I followed her for a few miles."

"Noisily, I might add," Annja said.

"Sit her down with the others."

Annja felt the jab of the rifle barrel again and sat down. Jenny's expedition consisted of a number of college students-an even mix of boys and girls who looked quite frightened.

But where was Jenny?

Annja watched as the three armed men huddled together and spoke for a few seconds. They parted and the one who seemed to be in charge, a guy of maybe forty with thick pork-chop sideburns and a long scar down one side of his face, nodded at her. "You."

"What?" she asked.

"Stand up."

Annja tensed. Were they going to shoot her now? She closed her eyes and pictured the powerful sword she'd inherited from Joan of Arc. The weapon was ready for her to call forth. She knew her timing would have to be perfect.

Annja stood and asked, "What's this all about?"

"Shut up. We've got a message for the professor."

Annja frowned. So this wasn't just some random occurrence. These guys wanted to speak to Jenny. But what had happened to her?

"What's the message?"

The man leveled a finger at Annja. "Tell her to back off. She's not wanted here. These woods belong to us. And we'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way."

Annja wanted to argue, but decided it would be better to just accept things and try to figure out what was going on once the danger had pa.s.sed. "Okay. I'll give her the message."

"You do that. And tell her we'll be watching. If we don't like what we see, then bad things will start happening."

Annja nodded. "I get it."

The lead man regarded her for one more second and then turned. The three men walked toward the trees that bordered the clearing. In minutes, they had vanished back into the gloom.

Annja frowned. She turned and pulled one of the young men to his feet. "What the h.e.l.l is going on around here?" she asked him.

"Who are you?" he said, sounding terrified.

"I'm Annja Creed. Where is Jenny?"

"Jenny?"

"Professor Chu," Annja said.

Although he was big and strapping, the student looked frightened. Probably hasn't had the experience of being shot, stabbed and blown up, Annja thought

"Professor Chu went out on a hike this morning. We haven't seen her since."

Annja looked around. "None of you have seen her?"

"No. And those guys showed up about an hour ago. I guess they just got tired of waiting for her."

Annja peered out into the woods. "Maybe."

"Maybe?"

"Perhaps they were only supposed to deliver the message. Maybe it's a scare tactic."

"Those guns looked real enough."

Annja smiled. "They were."

"Hey," a voice called out.

Annja turned and saw Joey standing behind her, sliding his backpack off.

"Where the h.e.l.l did you disappear to?"

Joey grinned. "Creeping Wolf, remember? I can disappear in the blink of an eye."

"Yeah, well, thanks for sticking around to defend the weak and all that jazz."

Joey smirked. "Yeah, right. You defenseless? That's a joke. And besides, I don't do guns, man. I'm a lover, not a fighter."

"Great. So, my creeping friend, maybe you can tell me what happened to Jenny?"

"How could I do that? I've been gone all day getting supplies," Joey said.