That posse was doubtless expecting him to look for wild country to hide in. But Lou had no intentions of obliging them. The best way he knew of gettin... loose of their tracker was doing just the opposite of what they expected. Instead of heading deeper into the canyon, the outlaw circled the posse's fire and took out in the same way he'd come into this canyon. It worried him a bit to be heading out into that open, sage covered country he crossed while racing away from the posse, but they. ”“And have him keep it quiet.”... Three days later, a pair of retired Army Ranger DI’s arrived. Deke was built like an American Indian Clint Eastwood, without the cigar and the hat. The other, a bald, black Hulk Hogan, was Jamison. Both barely under fifty and serious as all get-out.We all liked them. Well, maybe not Cait who still missed Tol and his teachings.Everyone was required to put in a minimum of four hours a day for the first two weeks with one or the other. Heather excluded. Even Beau,. Even from underneath the Rose Bowl, in the tunnel where I was to make my final preparations for the fight, I could feel the crowd in the seats above me. It was not that they were noisy — these people were not experienced spectators — but that their hopes and fears were nearly palpable.Karsk, Slisken, and Ken awaited me in the room that led to the floor of the arena. They were standing with another flychair."We have prepared this one for you," Karsk said as I approached."He prepared it," Ken. She still had a way to make everything exciting. Life still felt simple around her.I didn't know how much I missed her until I heard her laughter. Before I realized what I was doing, I burst through the door full of excitement. I couldn't wait to see her smile. But all I saw was her kissing my sister.I just stood there confused, embarrassed, and shocked. I could feel the heat overcome my body and then cooling, like unexpected rain on a sunny day. My sister let out a squeak and sat straight up.