Chapter 3Dan swallowed the last bite of his green chile cheeseburger as he watched Trek do the same thing. “Okay, then, what will it be this afternoon? The ski lift and zip-line trip, the Sinagua ruins, the catwalk up the river canyon. The rock-hound park or the ghost town and movie set?”
Trek shook his head, although he also grinned. “Good grief, man. You could knock me over with a feather. I had no idea all this stuff was within a few hours’ drive of this dirty little desert town. It sure looks like it’s in the middle of nowhere. I may have seen a small blurb on a couple of those but wasn’t sure where they were or how to get there. Hell, half the people who read the magazines I write for don’t know that New Mexico isn’t a third-world country.”
Returning the grin, Dan said, “I thought y
