Into the Storm by Tim Lahaye, Jerry B. Jenkins Page A

listing of facts uncovered by Mr.
    Stahley after the death of his brother.
    “Bring it right here,” the man on the other side of the wall yelled.
    “We have to go,” Ryan said.
    “Hang on,” Judd said as he glanced at the document.
    Judd heard some kind of saw grinding through the wall.
    “How thick is that wall?” Ryan said.
    “Not thick enough,” Judd said, folding the document and stuffing it into his pocket. Ryan followed Judd into the hangar. Judd locked the door behind them.
    “That’ll hold them for a few more minutes.”
    Judd showed Ryan the motorcycles. They threw the helmets away, grabbed the keys, and pumped the starters. Ryan’s bike fired up immediately. Judd’s sputtered and coughed but started on the third try.
    “If we get separated,” Judd said, “we meet at the church.”
    “Got it,” Ryan said.
    Judd punched the button to the outside door. As it slowly opened, Judd saw a rotating blade cut its way through the door behind them.
    Judd took the lead down the hill. There was no headlight on the bike, which made driving dangerous.
    Judd looked back and saw one man talking into his microphone.
    Judd was nearly to the Stahleys’ driveway when a vehicle shot out of the bushes and cut him off. Judd turned and followed Ryan, the GC vehicle not far behind. Ryan pointed to the woods on the other side of the property.
    While Judd and Ryan rode along the side of the hill, the GC vehicle couldn’t. It went into the valley and up the other side. By that time, Judd and Ryan had neared the woods and had a lead. If they reached the trees, the GC would have to backtrack to the access road.
    Judd’s body rattled on the motorcycle. He turned once more to see the pursuers. Then he lost control of the bike.

    Ryan looked back just as Judd’s front tire hit a rock. The bike upended and sent Judd sprawling. Ryan braked hard, turned around, and raced back.
    Judd was sitting up when he got there.
    “Go!
    “Judd yelled.
    “I’m not leaving you,” Ryan said.
    “I’m hurt,” Judd said.
    “I can’t ride. They’re almost here.
    Now got Ryan felt awful leaving his friend. When he made it to the woods, he looked back long enough to see that the GC vehicle had overtaken Judd.
    The documents, Ryan thought.
    But it was too late. Ryan gunned the bike and sped through the trees toward Vicki’s house.
    Vicki could hardly believe Ryan’s story when he arrived at her house early Monday morningWith the documents in the hands of the GC, she knew they had little hope of helping Mrs. Stahley, Taylor Graham, or even Judd.
    Ryan nodded.Phoenixhuddled close and licked his hand.
    Judd was sore and dazed as he sat in the Global Community headquarters. Though he hadn’t broken any bones in the fall, he had strained his neck and shoulder. The GC guards hadn’t helped any with the way they had arrested him.
    Judd prayed they wouldn’t find the documents, but a guard at headquarters discovered them.
    “You were hoping we wouldn’t find these,” the guard said in a mocking tone.
    An hour later another man was led into the room. Judd recognized him as the gunman beneath the L.
    “That’s him,” the short-haired man said.
    “Where’s the other kid?”
    “We don’t know, sir,” another guard answered.
    “I’m talking to him,” the man said.
    “I’m not telling you anything,” Judd said.
    “Better think hard,” the man said.
    “You’ve got a record.” The man ticked off a list of Judd’s violations and said, “You’re a prime candidate for re-education. I wouldn’t be surprised to see you shipped out of here by next week”

    Lionel decided his best plan of action was to obey his captors until he could find a way back home. If they thought he was one of them, he could escape. He hoped to do so with his new friend, Conrad.
    Lionel had told Conrad his story, but the boy seemed skeptical. Lionel backed off and prayed for him.
    The group quickly tapped Lionel for leadership. By the middle of his first week