He and Hayduke had camped here before. Hayduke’s Jeep was parked nearby but the young man wasn’t obvious. It was only after Silas got out of the car that he appeared from behind a nearby juniper, his .357 Magnum in his right hand, a can of beer in the other. “Had to make sure it was you” was all he said before sitting back down. “You’re not surprised to see me, are you?” “No. I knew you’d find your way here.” “I thought you said you’d find me, not the other way around.” “I did find you.” Silas shook his head. He pulled a folding camp chair from the back of his car and set it up next to the fire. He took one of his six-packs from his cooler and offered a beer to Hayduke, who had to put down his pistol to accept it. The two men sat in silence and watched the flames lick at the scented juniper and piñon pine. A pocket of resin exploded, sending a few coals scattering across the sand and a tight clutch of sparks dancing toward the heavens.
What do You think about Black Sun Descending (2014)?
