Lies Behind The Woods

takes to not go back. He may be looking for a fight this time. I doubt he is in the same cabin we caught him at last time. The last three years have changed the woods.”
“So, what’s your plan?” James asked, now a little more intrigued by the situation.
Sergeant Tim leaned back in his office seat and placed both hands behind his head. “At this point, he could be anywhere. With anyone. We must resume the search in the morning with SWAT and the K-9 units. If you can get anymore feed from your high-tech cameras, you know it’s always helpful.”
“Yes, sir. I will get on it first thing in the morning,” James said as he walked out of the office.
John, Steve, Jane, and Tara walked for two days through the Adirondack Mountains, sunlight starting to blaze their eyes on the morning of the third day. Steve and Jane were getting more fatigued by the minute. John stopped to light a morning cigarette.
“Aww, I just love the smell of Logger’s Loop Trail,” he said as he blew smoke in Steve’s face.
“How much further do we have to go? We have been walking for fucking days,” Steve said angrily while helping Jane to her feet. At this point, the crew walked miles deep in the Adirondack Mountains. Jane’s feet were swollen as the dried blood on her leg started to stain her skin.
“Where are we?” Jane muttered, wondering why the sudden stop after the momentum was starting to build.
“Well, whose idea was it to play superhero, motherfucker? This is home. A place so desert that nothing grows here that we don’t want to grow. Since the great fire of Adirondack. We are so far off the grid, the grid needs a grid. This is how we had survived all these years. Where I was taking Tara to be my partner in crime, before we got stopped at our little pit stop three years ago, thanks to this bitch ass,” John said as he pointed his pistol at Steve for intimidation.
“Bullshit! You kidnapped her, and now you have her brainwashed in some sick mind game you’re playing,” Jane yelled at John.
“No way was she going to be part of any plans with you. You had her tied up and you wanted to have your way with her. I heard how terrified she sounded in that car,” Steve chimed in to back Jane up.
John giggled and looked at Tara. Tara smiled back as she was in love.
“Is that what you really think? Let’s just get this straight. Right here and right now. I may have had a little too much to drink when I picked up Tara after she ran away from her abusive mother. So, I may have almost flipped a bitch hitting the corner too fast. I wanted to impress my new girl with my new ride. Finding us in a cabin with her tied up…” John smiled from ear to ear before he continued while holding back a laugh.
“Who doesn’t like a little BDSM and foreplay, huh?” John laughed while looking at Tara.
“You’re right, baby,” Tara replied, walking to John and giving him a hug.
“Going to jail was my choice. I didn’t want the truth to come out about Samantha beating Tara and Jane going to child protective services. I would have never seen her again.” John looked into Tara’s eyes as if they were really lovers, giving each other a brief hug.
“I love my baby,” John expressed in a soft tone, kissing Tara on the forehead.
Tara smiled back and looked John in his eyes. “Like you have always said, baby, the truth will shine someday.”
“And today’s the day,” John replied, smacking Tara on the ass.
Steve didn’t know what to do or say. He just looked down in guilt.
Steve started to feel bad, wondering if John was telling the truth. How could he send Tara back to an abusive mother? Jane looked at Steve and saw how disappointed he looked.
“You did the right thing. You didn’t know Samantha was abusive. Neither did I.” Jane hugged him.
“Thank you. I guess.” Steve said, emotionless. “Well, we’re home,” John said as he walked towards a bush between two Adirondack trees. It was like a magical city that appeared right before their eyes. The view that was seen by Steve and Jane blew their minds. In the distance was a small lake. The lake was the center of what looked like a small village. A town of what Steve picked up right away were beautiful women. They were all wearing the same type of clothing. It reminded Steve of a sexy Amish cult community. This time, all the women that Steve saw made him fall in love.
“What is this place?” Steve asked, trying not to stutter his words.
“We call this Breitenbush of White Pine,” John said with his arms in the air like he was the holy savior. The king of all the land.
“Breitenbush? Like Breiten? Steve Breiten?” Steve asked in a state of shock. John and Tara smiled at each other, then smiled at Steve.
“Follow me so I can take you to where you will be staying. You have a big day tomorrow, Steve,” John said as he walked down the hill headed toward the lake.
“I don’t get what’s going on. Why is this named after my last name?” Steve asked Jane.
“How the hell should I know? Are you sure you’re not part of this sick shit?” Jane questioned back in a stern tone.
As they followed John to their destination, John started to ramble. “A little history lesson for the newbies. This place was founded by our great leader almost thirty years ago today. Which was my father, if you didn’t know. The Adirondack Mountains, where White Pine is located, are unique because of the abundance of lakes, ponds, rivers, and streams that criss-cross the nature preserve. Approximately 30,000 miles of waterways run through the Adirondack Region. Where it is hard to find by locals and has plenty of fish, game