New West (2013)
“He’d been jacked in, sliding deep into the depths of the Flow, when warning came someone was entering his little piece of desert. No one came here. No one.
Fucking paper letters. They were never good news. If you could afford to send one, especially one that actually found its target, you only had bad news.
He stumbled into the sunlight, the beads on the ends of his dreads clicking and clacking as the horse danced around the cholla, which had grown up taller than the house itself, disguising it even more.
“Jesse Understone?”
“Yup. ‘s me.” He held his hand out, ignoring the way it shook. He needed to find some food. Water.
“Here you go.” The kid waited, shifting from side to side, ass slipping on the saddle. Right. Some kind of tip was mandatory.
Jesse scrabbled around in his pocket and surprised himself when he came up with a handful of pesos, a button, and a piece of sour candy wrapped in wax paper. He chose the coins, handing a couple over as he popped the candy in his mouth.
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