Chapter 6

Thomas expected Leon to stop in Soda Springs and at least get some food. Unlike Thomas, he was traveling without much in the way of supplies. If not food, then at least for a good, stiff drink. But Leon rode down the center street, ignoring the curious stares he received as he passed through on his heaving stallion. Even the high-spirited horse ignored the animals around him, clearly too exhausted to face a challenger.

Thomas hung back, knowing he could take Leon at any time, and entertaining notions of a nice, warm, soft bed. Thomas didn’t kick Max into a faster trot until Leon stopped at the depot. Did he plan to catch another train? It didn’t make sense to corner himself on a train again, but he could have been tired and injured. He might believe that his chances were better on a train. Thomas had to admit that even a crowded car would be preferable to the thin, crisp air this close to the summit.