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The mountains were still topped with snow, although the steadily increasing temperatures had melted most of it away. The white-capped peaks were contrast against a sky so clear and blue it almost didn’t seem real. April through November, about once-a-month,...

The road narrowed as they climbed. Asphalt gave way to gravel, then to hard-packed dirt that rattled beneath the Jeep’s tires and sent dust curling into the headlights. Trees pressed closer on both sides; pines and scrub oak, their branches...

For a few seconds after the broadcast cut back to the studio, no one moved. The television glowed above the bar, the anchor pale and strained, clinging to a professional cadence that no longer fit the moment. Her words blurred, “trying...

Morning came quietly, without urgency. The sun sat low on the horizon, a pale disc pressing gently against the sky, its light stretched thin across the pavement. The air was cool enough to make breath visible for a moment before...

Tony’s Wrangler idled at the curb like a patient animal, its engine rumbling low and steady in the early morning quiet. The Jeep was older and boxier than the new ones, black paint dulled by sun and a thin...

Heat pressed down on the desert training complex like a physical weight. By early afternoon, the sky had bleached itself into a hard, colorless blue. The air shimmered above sand and concrete, bending distance and softening edges until the...