Update:
Sheriff says they caught the 2nd fugitive.
Hard to hide from good tracking dogs.
Funny thing is that while “in the moment” I knew something wasn't right with this guy and his story, but there was no fear at all, just cautionary observation.
All I wanted to do was to get this a--hole out of here and go back to my fence work.
After the fact, all kinds of “what ifs” start running through my brain.
In retrospect, we were fortunate nothing “bad” happened.
We have never locked any doors on our place unless we were leaving the ranch; now we do.
I’m starting to feel like some kind of city slicker.