We organized a raid on the processing plant, since Atlanta was too far away for us to attack directly. We loaded up four trucks with unemployed militi...a members (this was getting to be such a regular thing that maybe we just needed to admit that we needed a standing army) and drove to the processing plant. We took along one of the strikers to act as a guide once we got inside the plant.The front gate was locked, but we didn't let that stop us. I sent a man, with armed protection, to use a bolt. He gave his life to save Dan, whom he had never met! I was miserable. Then, later that evening, that same sergeant came to us and reported there seemed to be a search in progress at the recent battle scene. That gave us hope. On Christmas Day, word reached us that The Molly Hernandez mysteriously sailed out of the harbor in the small hours of the morning. The sailors had originally told the locals they were spending the holiday week in port. I knew that Dan's savior had to be on that ship, if. Every day, they came tumbling out of the house to meet me. Then, the two of them ran nonstop until I brought them back home an hour later. Lori Wilkinson always invited me in afterwards to have some lemonade, and we sat at her kitchen table while the boys ran upstairs to clean up after soccer.Each time I took them out, I could see improvement in their skills. They still had the attention span of young boys, but they both loved to play soccer, and they loved kicking the ball to each other. By. Cars came and went. The two men stayed where they were. I didn’t know what to do. It was a big disappointment. I finally gave up and decided to drive off and wait another day.I slowly drove out of the car park and headed home. When I looked in the rear mirror one of the cars also started up and followed me out. My heart started to pound. Could he really be following me. I turned down a narrow road and the car did the same. I drove for about a half mile, very slowly and yes, the car did the.