Chapter 5
When Adam got to the shelter, he saw at once the van was gone and the place was locked up, only a few nightlights shining out through the windows. He growled a curse in a mixture of Navajo and English. Of course, Mike might be off on a perfectly normal and legitimate errand, like taking a dog to the vet in Farmington or going out to eat. But even as he tried to rationalize the other man’s absence, the icy clench in his gut told him otherwise. Bobby’s warning had not come fast enough.
The first place he’d go was the abandoned shack down along the Kaibito Wash. He’d heard rumors gang members used the area for some of their activities, maybe met there, held initiations for new members or used drugs and drank. It was out of town just far enough no one was likely to see or hear anyt
