![]() ![]() Gauging the distance carefully, she leapt across a gaping chasm in the rock and landed on the very edge of the plateau. Riley frowned into the distance, her spyglass in hand. “What is it?” Jimmy whispered, peering over the edge of the tor. ![]() The only things out here now were cactus, hop sage, and tumbleweed. Once a graveyard of cars, most of them had been hauled away for spare parts, or scrap by the roaming bands of reivers. It could have been merely a shard of glass half-smashed out of some old rust bucket that no longer ran, but Riley didn’t think so. In the distance, a last glimmer of light reflected off something shiny across the desert floor. Riley slid down over the rock, easing her body cautiously onto the ledge below. Night was coming, and with it the need to be home. THE SUN POOLED red on the horizon, the last spears of sunlight slashing across the sky, and then fading. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, actual events, locales or organisations is entirely coincidental. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the author's imagination, or are used fictitiously. ![]() No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. ![]()
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