Chapter 84
He'd managed to break contact with the group who'd been shooting at him, but a few brief moments to catch his breath were all that he could afford if he were to stay clear. Eventually, the leader of the force over there would think to spread out and position sentries all over the area. Miles needed to be out of this confined triangle of land trapped between the unclimbable mesa and river before that happened. Stuffing the length of rope into the backpack, he dragged it and his rifle over the bank to the river and struggled over the narrow beach of stones and pebbles. He sat heavily on a small boulder at the stream's edge and pulled the rifle's sling over his head to settle the weapon on his back slanting from his left shoulder to right hip. Cautiously, he eased his body into the river. He
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