The trio of ghoul hunters ate without speaking, fatigued from the long pull down from Colorado. Afterward, they left gold coins on the table and headed on back to the Santa Catalina Inn, where they muttered their intentions of rising at dawn and heading out before sunrise. Zane went into his must...
Doc Plowright followed close behind, both men glancing down canyon toward where they’d seen through a screen of willows the two riders crossing over from the stream’s south side to the north. Spurr and the woman riding with him. Since they were following the Vultures, they’d likely pass along the...