Hour of the Hunter

Cover Hour of the Hunter
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Genres: Fiction
Fat Crack did the same.     Halfway back to Sells, a call came in from Law and Order on the truck's two-way radio. The tribal-police dispatcher told Fat Crack that he was needed near the QuiJotoa Trading Post, where an Anglo lady's Winnebago had broken down on her way to Rocky Point. She wanted a tow back home to Casa Grande.     Fat Crack was disappointed. He had wanted to go along to the hospital and watch the old medicine man strut his stuff. Now, that would be impossible.     In the early afternoon, Fat Crack came through the low pass outside Wedged Turtle Village, which Anglos can Sells. As the truck slowed for the cattle guard marking the village boundary, Looks At Nothing held out his hand.     "Stop here," he said.     "My aunt is in the hospital," Fat Crack objected. "Let me take you there." "No," Looks At Nothing responded. "I will go to her later. Not now.     Let me out." Fat Crack stopped, and Looks At Nothing climbed down.
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