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She did.

Hickok caught her as she fainted and carried her over to the fire. He
gently laid her on the grass and stared at her lovely face. "You remind me
of someone," he told the sleeping form, then grinned. "But, lately, every
woman I run into reminds me of her. Guess it's only natural." His mind
drifted, recalling another beautiful woman, a soldier with the Nomads in
the Twin Cities of Minneapolis and St. Paul, a feisty female named Bertha.
"She has the spunk, but not the looks," he absently mentioned. "You've got
the looks, but I wonder about the restтАж"

Sherry groaned.

The gunman smiled. "Reckon I put my quest on hold for a spell." He
gazed into the darkness. "But not too long. I've got a debt to collect, honor
to satisfy, and a dummy to find."

Hickok set about ministering to her wounds. Just great! Just what he
needed! He seemed to have developed a knack for attracting women in
distress. Shaking his head, he looked straight up. Why me?

Chapter Two
Hundreds of miles to the west, another man was reflecting along
similar lines. Why couldn't I stay at the Home this trip? Why must I
constantly be separated from my beloved Jenny? Why couldn't Rikki or
one of the other Warriors go for once? He sighed, knowing the answer.
None of the others had his experience with the SEAL.

He was a large man, this malcontent, with bulging muscles, black hair,
and piercing gray eyes. He wore a green T-shirt and green fatigue pants.
Hanging in leather sheaths from his belt, one on each hip, were two Bowie
knives, his favorite weapons. Absently avoiding ruts, holes, and cracks in
the road, he steered the SEAL west on U.S. Highway 2.

The vehicle was a green van, constructed with a bulletproof and
heat-resistant plastic body. Its tires were huge, over two feet wide and four
feet high. A pair of unique solar panels were attached to the roof, and
suspended under the transport was a lead-lined case containing the
revolutionary batteries used to store the converted solar energy and power
the vehicle. The transport was called the SEAL, an acronym for Solar
Energized Amphibious or Land Recreational Vehicle.

Although no one outside the vehicle could view the interior because of
the tinted plastic, the four current occupants were able to enjoy the
scenery. The big man behind the wheel praised again, for the umpteenth
time, Kurt Carpenter's foresight.

Kurt Carpenter. The man responsible for constructing the compound in
northwestern Minnesota intended to serve as the survival site for his