"Only justice," Naiche agreed. An owl hooted three times, and Naiche said, "The signal. A scout returns."
Geronimo said, "Come."
They rose and made their way to the camp of Mangus Coloradus. A short time later, dressed as a Mexican and driving a burro, Pedro Gonzalez loomed up in the darkness. He had been to Mexico in advance of the warriors to gather such information as he could.
Mangus Coloradus rose to meet him. "What saw you?" he asked.
"I saw rurales," Pedro said. "I even talked with them, since they thought me a Mexican. There are two companies of foot soldiers and two companies of horse soldiers. Among them are those who attacked us at Kas-Kai-Ya. But they are not now at Kas-Kai-Ya. They are at Arispe, in the Mexican state of Sonora and to the west of Kas-Kai-Ya."
Geronimo blurted, "Then we go to Arispe!"
"To Arispe!" Naiche echoed.
Mangus Coloradus asked haughtily, "Do warriors decide where the battle shall be fought?"
"I will fight the rurales who killed my wife, my mother, and my children," Geronimo said stubbornly. "If we must attack the people of Kas-Kai-Ya, that may come afterwards."