Instead, Gregori could lay the blame solely on the bundle of joy currently jabbering in his arms.Not that she knew anything about the leviathan. All she knew were the lies she’d been told.She also seemed to know how to talk without taking a breath between sentences.He had no idea why it wasn’t annoying. It seemed as if it ought to be. Instead he held her close and grunted answers and tried not to do everything she wanted, just to see her smile.“Stop there. Set down. Set down!” Adelita took a fist to his shoulder when he didn’t oblige her. “It’s the Grand Canyon. Finally.”“You can see it from here.” He caught a downdraft and angled their flight path closer to the deep, wide gorge, its multilayered sides touched by the setting sun. Buttes and crests wrinkled through the canyon’s vast width.“I want to see it from down there. That’s Bright Angel Point. You should see that yourself. It’s named for you.”“There’s not enough distance between us and the horde.”
