If you were sixteen years old and your parents were going hunting without you, would you be disappointed? If you were to find out they had both disappeared while hunting, would you be devastated? If you found out the search for them had been called off, would you be terrified? Young Mitchell Zant was also, and so was his best friend. Sixteen-year-old Reno Cortez was Michael and Nora Zant’s godson, and when Mitch and Reno heard the search had been called off, both knew what they had to do, for if they did not, both knew that the senior Zants would never be found . . . They would have to find them themselves!
Although they themselves were avid hunters, only Reno, being half Apache Indian, had been taught by his father to track prey in the wilderness. Young Mitchell, having an IQ of well over a hundred and fifty would become the tactician. Together they would attempt to find and save Mitchell’s parents from a ruthless Columbian drug cartel’s drug operation high in the San Juan Mountains of southern Colorado. Fear, dread, and urgency would guide them in their search and would keep them going when all other search attempts had been called off!
They were only sixteen years old and—though armed with rifles, handguns, and a bow with arrows—were about to go up against a small army of Columbian killers with German-made MP-40 machine guns. And with no hope of winning in an all-out gun battle with such a group of seasoned killers, they would need a plan and some help from within the compound itself. Were they mature enough for such a venture, especially with the prospects of dying so heavy on their minds? We will see!