Taylor drove back up the mountain road, his rental car bouncing over ruts and washboard sections that hadn’t improved since his first trip up. Mountain Vista had moved fast. He knew they were keeping an eye on him, but even they didn’t know he was coming to the mine, which meant they were being careful, taking precautions. But they were doing so quickly, not being careful. That bothered him less than it should have. People who moved that…
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