Chapter 60
Miles had wheeled to face the horse directly and made a curious gesture with his right hand, lifting it quickly from his waist with the palm out and fingers splayed. Sunday reacted immediately to the clawing gesture, abruptly changing direction and dancing sideways away from the stranger. Phillips suddenly had his hands full of uncooperative horse. Miles walked a few quick paces into the brush, grabbing his canteen off the ground en route. Behind the big trees, he ducked into a fold of land that led to a dry gulch that, in turn, wandered crosswise up the ridge. Broad and shallow where he dropped into it, the ravine got narrower and deeper as it mounted the hogback. In seconds, he was completely hidden from view. Stepping carefully to avoid disturbing pebbles or marking his path with a cl
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