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"Consider it done," I grinned.
I dropped fifty dollars and a bag of kibble off at Hurley's cabin the next day.
"What's the extra bag for?" he asked.
"I travel a bit. I was hoping you wouldn't mind keeping Norton fed while I was gone."
He nodded. "You aren't going to be gone for months at a time, are you?"
"Nope. Usually just a few days."
"Okay, I can live with that. You plannin' on keepin' that car?"
"Yeah. I'm used to it," I said.
"You might want somethin' a bit tougher for the roads around here. It ain't all Interstate, you know."
"I'll keep that in mind. Maybe a four-wheel-drive pickup?"
"That'd be my choice," he said, nodding.
"You got a phone, Hurley?"
"Just thinking. If anything happened and you needed help."
He shook his head. "I've got Internet and some friends. That should do me."
"You have Internet?" I asked in surprise.
"How do you power it?"
"Batteries. I got it rigged up for my computer and satellite dish. I got a generator and some solar panels too."
"You have a computer, solar panels, and a satellite dish?" I said, surprised.
"And you call this the simple life?"
"Yep. Got to keep in touch with the world, you know," he grinned.
I had a feeling there was a lot more to Hurley Baynes than I realized. He was not what he appeared to be. That set my teeth on edge. Was I going to have to worry about my neighbor?
Chapter 2 The Here and Now
That was five years ago and a lot of water had gone down the gorge since then. I stopped by Hurley's cabin to collect Norton. He was all over me, welcoming me back home. I ushered him into the back seat.
"Good trip?" Hurley asked.
"Nope. Failure. Waste of time."
"Sorry to hear that. Lose anyone?"
"Shit! You get even?"
"Sort of. I took one to leave a calling card."
He nodded. "Good."
"Any messages?" I asked.
"Nope. Quiet right now. Still wonderin' what Al Qaeda's up to."
"You sure you want to do this, Hurley?"
"Yeah. When I found out what you were up to, I figured you needed someone to cover your back."
"I'm grateful. Just don't put yourself at risk," I reminded him.
"You and I both know that your warning is wasted on us. If they want to shut us down, they can do it. There's no hiding place for you and me, Rick. Oh, by the way, you have a visitor."
I nodded. "Thanks for looking after Norton," I said, slapping him lightly on the shoulder.
I heard the hum of the generator as I approached the Airstream. I slipped my Beretta out of my back holster and gave Norton the "down" sign. He dropped immediately and watched me carefully.
I was sure whoever was in the trailer would be aware I had arrived. I was about to move to the front corner of the Airstream where I couldn't be seen when the door opened and a very tall redheaded woman appeared in the doorway.
"You must be Rick. Hurley told me about you. Don't worry, I'm not the enemy," she grinned.
"You are awful confident I'm willing to believe that," I said, checking her out carefully. I could see both her hands and with the jeans as tight as they were and the tank top as well, it would be damned difficult to hide a weapon.
She stepped down from the doorway, her hands in the air as she turned her back to me, the only place she might have concealed something.
"Okay, I get the message," I said. "Who are you and what are you doing in my home?"
"I'm Sally Baynes, Hurley's niece," she answered, lowering her hands. "I borrowed the key you gave Uncle Hurley."
I tucked the gun back in its holster and stepped toward her. I'd seen her picture and Hurley's cabin and remembered her.
"Long Tall Sally, huh," I grinned. "I wondered when I'd get to meet you."
"I was thinking the same thing," she said with a brilliant smile. "Uncle Hurley's told me quite a bit about you. He wasn't exaggerating, either."
Sally Baynes was six foot tall and very well proportioned.