The Next Skywatcher: Prequel to The Last Skywatcher Triple Trilogy Series (The Last Skywatcher, Anasazi Historical Thrillers with a Hint of Romance Book 1) by Posey Jeff

Author:Posey, Jeff [Posey, Jeff]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Anasazi historical romance thriller, Mystery Thriller Suspense Thrillers Historical, mayan influence, cultures that collapse, Romance Historical Romance Ancient World, suspense literature, Literature Fiction Historical Fiction Mystery Thriller Suspense, revenge cannibalism, western Colorado New Mexico mountains desert hot spring chimney rock Chaco Canyon mesa verde, fiction triple trilogy series southwestern mystery archaeology adventure, ancient world native American love story
Publisher: Hot Water Press
Published: 2015-10-13T04:00:00+00:00

Package of Wooti

Nuva’s plan to sneak out a warning to the children of the canyon failed. Once the two girls showed themselves, the warrior regulars trapped the girls in a room with an outer door at which a constantly long line of men waited their turn.

Nuva pulled two handfuls of white hair out of her head and sat on her sleeping mat facing the wall, her mind racing. Her watery eyes scanned back and forth, looking for a way, another option, an opportunity, a solution. She didn’t notice Chumana rubbing her back until she spoke.

“The usual guardsmen would have let them go back to the Fat Man,” said Chumana. “The regulars have never guarded this place before. We couldn’t have guessed they would behave any differently.”

“No, I should have known,” said Nuva. “We knew the regulars were less well-trained. We should have thought of another way.”

“We still can. Cook says supplies are starting to come in again already, in spite of Pók’s orders. We can send a message out with one of the burden women.”

“Yes. We can.” She forced herself to focus on something positive.

At that moment, she heard a cough in the hall. Nuva and Chumana looked toward the door, and Cook stood there holding a heavy cotton-wrapped bundle in her arms.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “but I must come in.” She glanced behind her, and then hurried to the corner and lay the bundle gently on the ground. “You-know-who from the Top-Left House brought this.”

“How did it get through?” asked Nuva.

“The regulars aren’t very disciplined,” said Cook. “The woman just showed up with this and left. Nobody challenged her. But it’s not the kind of delivery we’re used to, I’m afraid, even from her.” She gave an alarmed look at both Nuva and Chumana, shook her head wildly and raised her hands, and then rushed from the room.

“Cook’s losing her nerve,” said Chumana.

“Open it,” Nuva said, wondering what else could go wrong. The crazy woman from the Top-Left House sent the most unusual and useless things. Once she sent a mummified coyote head. Another time a stick like an arrow, with a flake-stone blade snug in one end, but shorter and much fatter, as smoothly polished as the skin of a baby. Nuva liked that gift and kept it handy. For close self-defense, it could be lethal, the ultimate sharp stick.

Chumana unwrapped the package, and gasped.

“What?” asked Nuva, getting to her feet. She looked over Chumana’s shoulder and saw a stick-thin girl whose eyes were enormous. Nuva pushed Chumana aside and scooped the girl into her arms. She examined the end of her fingers, saw the three dots, and then hugged the girl to her chest. “It’s okay, my dear. It’s all okay now. Chumana. Warm soup for the girl. And douse the lamp.” Not many people walked past, but occasionally The Builder himself would stand in the door and look in, or one of the sentries or an Owl Man would creep by.

Chumana began blowing on the coals of the fire, while Nuva rocked the girl in her lap.

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