Incident at Indian Springs: Ghosts of the Grand Canyon
It was fifty years now since the woman came panting up the Bright Angel Trail, her face white and calm, so calm, but eyes that were wilder than anything he’d […]
It was fifty years now since the woman came panting up the Bright Angel Trail, her face white and calm, so calm, but eyes that were wilder than anything he’d […]
I’ve been a cop for twenty-seven years – a detective for the last twelve. I retired last year – had to. I’ve had a trick knee since that raid we […]