The forest road had been cleaned, but not fully.
Idris Vale stood near the place where Maren Voss's truck had stopped. The burned marks were still on the ground. A few broken pieces of glass remained near the side ditch, and the bushes on both sides of the road had been pressed down by men who had moved in and out quickly.
Two World Zone men were already speaking with a roadside tea seller who claimed he had heard firing from far away. Another man was checking the bend in the road where the first blocking vehicle had appeared.
Sella Marr walked beside Idris with her coat folded over one arm.
"The attackers knew the route," she said.
"They knew more than that," Idris replied. "They knew which car not to touch."
Sella looked toward the rear section of the road.
