The horses kicked up dirt and rocks as they turned and rode toward a cave in the side of a mountain. The horses climbed, finally reaching the plateau where a craggy fissure yawned open, the inside resembling the mouth of hell. The leader quickly jumped down, pulling Lorraine with him, and then led her toward the darkness.
She struggled against him shouting, “Get your hands off me, you ape!”
“Hey, hold it down,” he yelled. “Nobody’s gonna hurt you.”
Finally escaping his tight grip, she whirled around and saw him standing there with his hands on his hips. His big, burly presence caused a stab of fear to cut through her, but she stood her ground.
“I insist you tell me what this is all about.”
He stood looking down at her, his hat shading his eyes when suddenly he chuckled. “You gotta be
