“The land’s posted,” I said.

“Dale and his men will be up on the ridge at dawn.”

Brad snorted and stepped down to the bottom stair.

“You think a handful of retired soldiers are going to keep four guys off stands they paid for?

I gave Kurt my word, and I gave him the paperwork.”

He stopped on the bottom step without turning around.

“What kind of paperwork?” I asked.

“The kind that stands up,” Brad said.