Texas Devlins Duo (Texas Druids Box Sets) by Horner Lyn

Author:Horner, Lyn [Horner, Lyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Chicago Fire, paranormal, Mormons, western, Irish Druid, Texas
Publisher: Lyn Horner
Published: 2012-12-29T08:00:00+00:00

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Thirteen miles down the Jordan River Valley from Salt Lake City, David passed through Sandy. Located at the western base of the Wasatch Mountains, a few miles below Little Cottonwood Canyon, the town was a shipping and smelting center for the mines that pockmarked the canyon and its offshoots. Most famous of the mines was the Emma, whose discovery back in ’69 had triggered the current silver boom. The Emma’s future hung in doubt since a serious cave-in this past June, David had heard, but judging by the tons of ore piled up around Sandy and the foul-smelling fumes belching from her smelters, the other mines were doing fine.

David assumed Jessie had taken the train south to Sandy and then transferred to the narrow gauge Wasatch and Jordan Valley line for the short trip to Little Cottonwood Canyon. Unfortunately, rail service did not yet extend up the canyon itself, meaning Jessie would have needed to find another way up the steep trail – one more reason for the worry clawing at his insides.

He hadn’t bothered with trains. After leaving Ivar Andersen, he’d hightailed it back to Camp Douglas to let Colonel Henry Morrow, the post commander, know he was returning to Alta – supposedly to check out a fresh tip about the deserter he had been sent here to find. Grudging every minute, he had changed into civilian clothes and traded his cavalry mount with its telltale brand for the nondescript animal he used as part of his prospector’s disguise. So far, the role had allowed him to conduct his search for the man he was after without arousing suspicion in the mining camps. He hoped it would also help him find Tye Devlin and Jessie.

Swinging east from Sandy, he spurred his mount up the brush-strewn foothills, following the Wasatch and Jordan tracks. Before long, a deep gorge opened to his left; Little Cottonwood Creek ran through it, tumbling down from the mountains above. Here, his route veered south around a jutting butte, then circled north toward the canyon. At the turn, David glimpsed the Jordan Valley behind him, its lush green farmland standing out against the brown Oquirrh Mountains to the west. To the north, the dome of the Mormon Tabernacle glowed golden in the midday sun, and the Great Salt Lake spread out like a mirror northwest of the city. He had paused to admire the panorama on his first trip up here, but today he spared it only a passing glance. All he could think about was getting to Jessie.

Reaching the granite quarry at the canyon’s mouth – source of stone for the Mormon Temple – David stopped to ask the workers if any of them had seen a young red-haired woman come through here in the past day. It turned out they all recalled seeing her just this morning. She’d made quite an impression, riding a mule, accompanied by a man who ran a string of pack mules up and down the canyon, bringing in supplies and carting out ore.

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