Miriam transported Jock and the boy along the celestial path above the Parjarita Wilderness. She pointed to MacIntosh and the two Mescaleros riding from the south, heading northwest.
“They are going to the place where the scalp hunters attacked,” she said. “They think they can pick up your trail and find you there. You must go to where my bones lie.”
MacIntosh and the Mescaleros found the site of the murder, but they never found any signs of Jock. After two days of searching, MacIntosh gave up and returned to the camp on the Janos Plain.
“You and that pair of savages!” Hargan said. “Can"t do your fuckin" job.”
MacIntosh was weary and frustrated, and he"d never seen the Mescaleros so worn-out. Jock had just vanished into the Parjarita Wilderness, and the three of them were getting old a
