Chapter 75 Fate Brought Us Together Again

We had gone a few miles across the bed of the hills and mountains that walled Rio Hondo, when I saw a figure, a familiar one, he was naked, at the summit of the mountain, staring all the way down, about to fall over and take his life. Promptly my attention was brought upon this figure. Obviously, it was a male and because he was standing with his back facing my direction, I could barely figure who it was. I had to dim my eyes and stare very carefully as I wondered who could be stark naked and on top of a mountain summit; it only occurred to me that no sane person would do that;