Send Angel! (A Frank Angel Western #2)
“@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } Chapter Six Angel rode south. He moved alone through the immensity of the wilderness, a tiny speck against the towering emptiness of the desert, quartering across a line drawn due south, looking for the bed of the river he knew must be somewhere in this area, a tributary of the Rio Blanco called the Ruidoso, the Noisy River. Ahead of him, etched purple and black against the sky, the Baranquillas tumbled up towards the white sky.
Angel... knew that when he got further south he would be able to see the three peaks that marked the cut between the twin ranges of the mountains, the river pass through which he could head southeast for Daranga, along the valley of the Blanco. He let the horse make its own pace. And always as he rode, the grey eyes moved restlessly, missing nothing. Jackrabbits hitch-kicked out of the mesquite ahead of the plodding horse as the animal picked its way around the cholla. Once the horse brushed its nose against one of the cactus plants, tossing and snorting as the spines pricked its tender skin.MoreLess
Angel... knew that when he got further south he would be able to see the three peaks that marked the cut between the twin ranges of the mountains, the river pass through which he could head southeast for Daranga, along the valley of the Blanco. He let the horse make its own pace. And always as he rode, the grey eyes moved restlessly, missing nothing. Jackrabbits hitch-kicked out of the mesquite ahead of the plodding horse as the animal picked its way around the cholla. Once the horse brushed its nose against one of the cactus plants, tossing and snorting as the spines pricked its tender skin.MoreLess
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