Cow-keeping In India, A Simple And Practical Book On Their Care And Treatment, Their Various Breeds, And The Means Of Rendering Them Profitable

The first real challenge to their getaway came a short time later when they had to cross the wide-open lanes of Route 21. Emerging from the tree line near the rusting hulk of a pickup that had veered into the ditch and rolled, presumably when its driver had Disappeared, Miguel gave himself a minute. "Sit and stay," he ordered, and the two cattle dogs dropped onto their haunches as he listened to the world around them. Sofia unslung her Remington and laid it across her lap, and that unsettled him. She was just a little too quick to reach for her rifle, and he considered taking it from her more than once. However, he couldn't leave her defenseless, and it was better that she be alert than lethargic. "Is something wrong?" Sofia asked, looking around. "Do you see those men?" He shook his head but gestured with a hand for her to be quiet while he listened. But there was nothing. No helicopters. No aircraft. No traffic. Just the rustle of a chilling breeze through the wet leaves of the forest patch from which they had come. "It's nothing," he said quietly. "I am just being careful. Come on." They all crossed the roadway at a trot ...»