Chapter 3Madison rode on Adam’s left as the horses carefully climbed their way through the mountains toward the ranches that were the initial focus of their investigation. Breath of Quetzalcoatl. Nice story, and a good way to deter would-be thieves. Until now. “Hey, Madison, an ice cold beer would be good about now,” he said.
“Sure would. I didn’t realize how difficult this mountain trail was going to prove. It’s taken us a whole day longer than I thought.” Madison wiped his brow with his neckerchief.
“Yeah. The map for this was a little misleading. Still, we should be at the unoccupied ranch by early afternoon, gives us time to poke around a bit.” Adam reined in his horse and reached for his canteen. He gave it a shake. The hollow sound confirmed how little water was left. “How’s your c
