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Eye of the Mountain God: A Thriller

di Penny Rudolph

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Megan Montoya has come to New Mexico with her daughter, Lizzie, to begin a career in photography. One morning she opens her newspaper and five jagged stones clatter to the floor. A jeweler identifies them as emeralds, and an attractive archeologist believes they might be the legendary emerald arrowheads used by the Pima Indians four centuries ago to lure away the Spaniards. Megan’s paperboy goes missing, and her house is searched. Tension escalates as Megan finds her only client is hiding something, and that the man she is falling in love with may have ulterior motives. When Lizzie is kidnapped, Megan becomes embroiled in a separatist plot, bargaining with a cabal’s crazed leader to spare her daughter’s life. Eye of the Mountain God is Penny Rudolph’s fourth crime novel. Combining a cast of maverick characters and nonstop action, she offers a unique and captivating story about one mother’s love and the causes that some people are willing to die, and kill, for.… (altro)
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Ten minutes after John Runyon began his newspaper deliveries, he knew he was being followed.
And he knew why. Or thought he did.
He grabbed a rolled paper from the canvas bag slung across the handlebars of his bike, and flung it across the still-brown Bermudagrass of the Portillo yard. On Saturdays, the paper was pretty light. It landed just short of the welcome mat. A hand at the window waved. Everyone knew John even if they didn’t know his name. The Runyons were the only blacks in town.
The sharp dry air smelled of tumbleweeds and dust. The sun was unpinning the dark rim of the sky.
John patted the pocket of his jeans to be sure the packet was still there.
It was.
The pickup truck was still there too, a block behind him, no lights. In the mirror clamped to his bike’s scarred handlebars, John could make out its dark hulk hovering. Just some drunk in a beat-up truck trying to get home? Or should he ride up a driveway and hammer on someone’s front door?
Stucco houses the color of old clay lined the next street. He chucked a paper dead center on a doorstep, then glanced at the mirror. The pickup hadn’t followed. Yet.
John unrolled a newspaper, took something from his pocket, wadded it up, and placed it on a headline about 42 Mexican men arrested crossing the border near El Paso, Texas.
Which of his customers did not get up early? His gaze skipped past a wind-blown geranium in a chipped planter. The woman there was fairly new in town. Once, when he went to collect, he’d noticed a few unopened papers in her living room. Maybe she didn’t always get around to reading every issue. Maybe he could make up some story, take her another paper and ask for this one back.
The paper hit the ground with a hollow sound a dozen feet short of the front steps. Bad throw, but he didn’t want to call attention to it so he pedaled on, slinging papers as the bike’s canvas pouch grew lighter.
The sky brightened, the corners got easier to turn. The pickup was nowhere in sight. Maybe he was silly to get so spooked. He pedaled toward the last street of his route.
Turning the corner, he jammed on the brakes. Wheels skidding, he tried to turn the bike back but it jack-knifed.
The pickup was slued across the empty road.
Two men uncoiled from the fender they had been leaning against and moved toward him.
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The room was tiny. Small rough bricks rose on three sides, the cliff formed the fourth. Poles lay across the tops of walls and the moonlight played across the chalk-like floor making uneven bars of shadow.
She inched her way to a corner and sat facing the doorway in the eerie stillness, wondering if she only imagined hearing Corazón’s voice. Mind empty of everything but Lizzie and her own raw determination to survive, she waited.
Minute after minute passed, her mind bending under the strain. By the time she finally heard the footsteps, she welcomed anything they might bring.
She barely saw the form darkening the doorway before a beam of unbearably bright light seared her eyes. “Where are the arrowheads?” a voice demanded.
“Lizzie,” she faltered and drew a rasping breath, “First I must know the children are safe.”
A mirthless laugh, sad and chilling as the wail of a coyote, came from the dark blot behind the light.
“You have nothing left for the bargaining.”
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Megan Montoya has come to New Mexico with her daughter, Lizzie, to begin a career in photography. One morning she opens her newspaper and five jagged stones clatter to the floor. A jeweler identifies them as emeralds, and an attractive archeologist believes they might be the legendary emerald arrowheads used by the Pima Indians four centuries ago to lure away the Spaniards. Megan’s paperboy goes missing, and her house is searched. Tension escalates as Megan finds her only client is hiding something, and that the man she is falling in love with may have ulterior motives. When Lizzie is kidnapped, Megan becomes embroiled in a separatist plot, bargaining with a cabal’s crazed leader to spare her daughter’s life. Eye of the Mountain God is Penny Rudolph’s fourth crime novel. Combining a cast of maverick characters and nonstop action, she offers a unique and captivating story about one mother’s love and the causes that some people are willing to die, and kill, for.

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