Double
“Who are you, buddy? Where did you come from?” The stranger backed up a step, then assumed a wary half-crouch. The man eyed his twin with the same look of fascination, surprise, and fear that Brix knew he wore.
Brix stopped himself short of reaching for his pistol. It took all his willpower to keep himself calm and controlled. Don’t think. Don’t react. Wait and assess the situation first.
Don’t think. Don’t react. Wait and assess the situation first.“Name’s Brix Rhodes.” He got no further. The man’s expression said it all.
“Impossible,” the twin responded, and glanced back out the hole where the fury still raged. Brix noticed the flashlight lying by the man’s foot. The backwash from the wind made it rock back and forth. His pale beacon.
“But it has to be true,” Brix insisted. H
