(“Stop! Stop! Please stop! Lions!”)
He reaches where she has stopped and shoulders his rifle toward the barn door. The three of us open our doors and point our rifles to protect the women. As I start to walk toward Mrs. Thomas, I see that Benjamin has given her the gruesome news. She falls to her knees wailing, then stands up and again starts to run toward the barn. Benjamin grabs her left arm.
I yell to her, “One is darted Mrs. Thomas. The other two ran away. Let us go see if it is unconscious. I am so sorry!”
Miles grabs his flashlight from his Rover. It is magnetic, and can attach to his metal gun barrel. His aim will automatically follow the beam of light in the dark barn. With Miles and Benga on my left, Makali on my right, the four of us move slowly towards the barn entrance. Benjamin stays with Mrs. Thomas.
“Watch for the other two, men,” I command. “They are probably close by and watching us,” I said, as I walk over to the pickup and turn off the running engine.
Approaching the entrance, we pause momentarily. I look each of my confidants in the eye, and give an “all for one and one for all” nod. We step into the darkness…