There were two guys on a platform that overlooked the wall, rifles on their hips. “You can just turn right around and keep moving.”
“Listen, we have three guns, a bunch of ammo—”
“Got plenty of both. What we don’t have a lot of is food. You got any food?”
“Then we’ve got no use for you. The girls can stay, though.”
Cass and Margie were waiting in the shadows behind the treeline. The dude must have had great eyesight.
“Good luck then. I’d avoid Ridgeville.”
He just shrugged and they disappeared from the platform.