Redsand Canyon where is your husband, nellie kane, where's your darling gone?

Loyal as a starving dog was right.

Riley had lived a thrifty life up into this moment. He had plans. He had hopes.

Hell, he had ambitions -- but the funny thing about all of these things, is that they have one common drive;

they require subsistence.

He can tell the man might think him stupid (fair). He can tell, by the way the leviathan laughs as if food were a laughing matter. Riley's stomach lurched as he thought of a cache - as he thought of burying his head so far up that fucking cairn-pit that when he emerged he was covered in the gristle of the dead --

Oh, it was a picture that had him most excited.

Those reptilian eyes showed a spark of life, perhaps for the first time since Donovan had encountered him.

"How do I cross?"