Immortal

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‘They’re out near the Santa Fe Trail. Shots fired.’

Patrol Officer Lieutenant Enrico Zamora pressed down hard on the gas pedal, the Dodge Charger’s V6 engine growling as the patrol cruiser accelerated along the scorched asphalt of Interstate-25 winding into the shimmering desert heat ahead. Broad plains of desiccated thorn scrub swept toward the Pecos Wilderness either side of the highway, while ahead, the jagged peaks of the mountains loomed against the vast blue dome of the sky. The late season was turning the thick ranks of aspens that coated the mountains’ flanks a vivid yellow, the forests glowing in the afternoon sunlight as the cruiser plunged between the steep hillsides of the pass.

‘Any fatalities?’ Zamora asked as he glanced at his partner, his eyes veiled by mirror-lensed sunglasses.

‘Not yet.’ Sergeant Barker shook his head, one hand resting on the Smith & Wesson .357 pistol in its holster at his side. ‘One man is down and another’s injured. Park ranger says that they came under attack.’

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