THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter VII

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter VII

  I waited for Quincy to come to me across the parking lot.  That he was here at all was evidence that something in my logical equation of what had happened earlier was wrong.  Men did not come back to confess to trying to kill you or be a part of such an...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter VI

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter VI

The road that wasn’t a road appeared before me, as I crawled to come to its rough edge.  I was facing Albuquerque.  My sense of direction returned, and the terror of being killed, once again, was replaced by a dedicated desire to right the balance of justice in my...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter IV

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter IV

The Galaxy was headed for Travis Air Force Base, which meant, since Travis was about sixty-five miles northeast of the airport in San Francisco, that Dave and I would have to make that trip and then fly commercial home, he to Scottsdale and me to Albuquerque.  There...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter III

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter III

The Fletcher coasted to a complete stop in the middle of the estuary pond. Dave got hold of the poles and set them so they’d protrude out over the water, both on the hull facing away from the estate. I unlimbered the rifle from its leather case below the edge of the...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter II

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter II

David White stared at me, his expression one of initial shock wearing toward unwilling acceptance.  Watching him make up his mind was an exercise in patience, but also a participation in entertainment.  I waited for him to move.  Movement meant life.  Movement meant...

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