The Aztec Curse – Chapter 21

“I have to confess something,” Victoria says to me one night when we’re camped by a small stream. Block is sitting halfway back in the darkness, not speaking, barely moving, doing his best impression of a stump. The horses are hobbled nearby—except for Coyote. Coyote roams free. I know he’ll never go too far. I … Continue reading The Aztec Curse – Chapter 21