Chapter seven
One good lead
Clark was walking over the top of the hill, what was on the other side? Another sand hill, he was surrounded by sand hills.
Clark fell to his knees taking a drink of water he turned to Shelby, "We got to get out of the sun."
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Jonathan and Martha were sitting at a table in the Talon, Lana had brought them all some cool drinks, and now they were sitting in silence when Lana broke it.
"Do you think we could find them?" Lana asked taking a sip of her soda.
"I'm afraid it's not that easy Lana, we'll have to wait for them to try something, or for then to spend one of those large bills they stole from the bank," said Jonathan.
"Maybe we could catch them--, before they hurt Clark," said Pete.
"Pete," Lana hissed.
"What?" asked Pete.
Lana motioned with her head towards Martha.
"Oh, I'm sorry," said Pete putting his hand on Martha's.
"It's ok Pete--, If I didn't feel so helpless," said Martha looking from Pete to Jonathan.
"Well sometimes that's when the good Lord does his best work," said Jonathan.
Just then some one knocked at the door.
"Oh I'll get that," said Lana as she got up.
"Well I'll sure welcome any help the good Lord sends our way," said Martha giving a half smile to her husband.
Lana walked up to the door and opened it. There was on older man standing there.
"Hi--, um-, the Talon's closed," said Lana staring at the man.
"Are you kidding, on a day of miracles like this-, for the Lord said unto Moses, I'll rain bread from heaven for you," said the man.
"Hu?" Lana said looking puzzled.
"One hundred dollars! Found it on the highway, sure you can't find something in the kitchen to fix for a hungry old man like me?" said the man.
Almost immediately Jonathan and Martha were up, ran to the door and pulled the man in. They knew he was the only chance for them to find their son.
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