John knew who he was, and approximately what he was doing, because Zula had been giving him an update during the ride. He considered it and shrugged. "It’s not like he was going to hitchhike around the U.S. He’d have to have confederates. I guess they’re here." He thought about it some more, gazing back at Olivia and Jake who were huffing and puffing along in their wake. "I wonder what they were expecting. Probably just empty logging roads. Jake’s community doesn’t have a name, doesn’t show up on maps. Still, it’s odd that they would come in shooting."