Chapter Fourteen
The three bikes made good speed over the rocky ground.
We followed a bumpy path which ran along the top of the canyon.
We churned through deep sand and zig-zagged between sharp rocks. Several times we had to backtrack to find a better route.
I asked Sheydu where we were going, but she said only that we needed a safe base so we could meet up with the aircraft. I hoped that Junco would still be coming. How would he know where we were?
I judged it best not to disturb her with my silly questions.
They would have a plan. There was always a plan.
We arrived on the outskirts of the town, and along a deserted and dusty street, found a business that serviced trucks. A vehicle was sitting outside the office.
Reida, on the first bike, screeched to a halt in the yard. Sheydu a
