Chapters (110)
- Cover
- ALSO BY J. TODD SCOTT
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- PROLOGUE
- I
- II
- PART ONE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- PART TWO
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
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- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- PART THREE
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- FIFTY
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- FIFTY-THREE
- FIFTY-FOUR
- FIFTY-FIVE
- FIFTY-SIX
- FIFTY-SEVEN
- FIFTY-EIGHT
- FIFTY-NINE
- SIXTY
- SIXTY-ONE
- PART FOUR
- SIXTY-TWO
- SIXTY-THREE
- SIXTY-FOUR
- SIXTY-FIVE
- SIXTY-SIX
- SIXTY-SEVEN
- SIXTY-EIGHT
- SIXTY-NINE
- SEVENTY
- SEVENTY-ONE
- SEVENTY-TWO
- SEVENTY-THREE
- SEVENTY-FOUR
- SEVENTY-FIVE
- SEVENTY-SIX
- SEVENTY-SEVEN
- SEVENTY-EIGHT
- SEVENTY-NINE
- EIGHTY
- EIGHTY-ONE
- EIGHTY-TWO
- EIGHTY-THREE
- EIGHTY-FOUR
- EPILOGUE
- I
- II
- III
- IV
- V
- VI
- VII
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- Excerpt from LOST RIVER
- LITTLE PARIS
- DILLON
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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He’d waited too long to deal with Sheriff Ross, and people had died. He’d waited too long to deal with John Wesley Earl, and people had died. Both times, he’d done what he’d thought was the right thing, only to have other people pay for that with their lives.
He’d made those choices and had to live with them.
And if he chose the right thing here again—and the only choice that made any real sense at all was to put handcuffs on this man calling himself Fox Uno and let Garrison deal with him—then it seemed likely more people would die. For the third time, on his watch.
If Chris believed the man in Amé’s apartment was who he was claiming to be.
Was it about believing that man . . . or Amé?
Because if Chris chose wrong and helped his young deputy harbor an international fugitive and murderer, he had to wonder what that said about him.
Maybe it said he wasn’t fit to be the sheriff after all.
And in the end, he’d have to live with that choice, too.
Chris turned all his attention to Amé. “Would you have told me about this if Danny hadn’t been there, too, last night? You never said a word about the gun. For God’s sake, Amé, I thought we were past all that.”
She didn’t shake his stare. “Sí, I would have told you about Fox Uno. No matter what he had said or promised, I would not decide this without you. It affects too many. Todos nosotros.”
Was it about believing that man . . . or Amé?
“That makes me feel better, I guess,” Chris said, although it didn’t, not at all. He stood up anyway, though, slow, and got ready to leave.
“What are we doing?” Danny asked, serious. He looked ready to block the office door with his body, if Amé wasn’t already standing in front of it.
Chris said, “Well, I guess I’m going to formally introduce myself to Amé’s uncle.”
NINETEEN
CHAYO & NEVA
Getting across the river wasn’t the problem.
It was surviving the other side.
Surviving the sun and the rocks and the crushing emptiness. It was easy to get turned around and lost there, to die from the heat and thirst in that unfamiliar place before you ever found what you were looking for.