Renegade 35 by Lou Cameron

Author:Lou Cameron
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Piccadilly

He’d gone less than a quarter of a kilometer when the slope ended and the route ahead dropped off into a gentle saddle. Better yet, a clump of squishy stuff that couldn’t make up its mind whether it was spineless cactus or fat spinach offered cover as well as a nice field of fire to the northeast. He muttered, “This must be the place,” and flopped down in the clump. It was soft under him as well as a handy screen.

He braced the carbine over a fork in the jade-green whatever and fished out a claro. He lit up before he checked the time. He started to tell himself that he’d give ’Sus no more than an hour and a half. Then he remembered that they needed the guide more than they needed that one burro. He sighed and said, putting away his watch, “Okay, when you’re stuck, you’re stuck. But this is still a hell of a way to run a railroad.”

He’d smoked the claro down pretty good, and a black robin was now so used to him it felt free to yell in his ear. The nutty birds were called black robins because they looked like blackbirds and sang like robins. A big brown fruit bat flew over, even though it was broad daylight and most of the trees around here were oak and pine. Nothing worked the way it was supposed to down here. But at least the active wildlife around him meant that he had to be alone up here, and that could be a comforting thought.

Hence he caught on sooner than a greenhorn might have when the black robin flew away and the leaves all around seemed to be holding their breath in expectation. He stared soberly across the saddle. The dip was mostly occupied by pine, the straight trunks offering little cover though shading out serious undergrowth. Nothing was moving in on him from that direction. Leaving the carbine in its natural loophole, he drew his .38 and rolled over to see who could be coming upslope at him from behind.

It was Consuela. She couldn’t see him. That had been the general idea. So as she started to move past him he called out, “Over here. What’s up?”

She looked startled, recovered, and came to join him in the soft greenery. As she hooked a leg over the rubbery branches he couldn’t help noticing that she had copper hair all over. She flopped down beside him, smoothed her peasant skirts more modestly, and said, “I was worried about you. It has been so long. What if our guide has been caught as well, Deek?”

He said, “ ’Sus isn’t in the business of being caught, and with any luck, those nuns can hide two girls. If I’m right about that snakebite, they’ll only have one to worry about by sunset.”

“Oh, poor Ynez. Pero can we not wait for Anita in that case?”

He shook his head and said, “No. Even if we did, she’d have no way of knowing we were.

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