A bright sun filled the deep, blue sky.A bright sun filled the deep, blue sky. Not a cloud could be seen as far as the horizon. A gentle breeze nestled the leaves of the tall trees. In a clearing a farmhouse stood with its wide, front porch. In the distance was an old barn and corral. A Palomino pony was drinking for the water trough, while a Mustang relaxed under the late Spring sun. The quiet of the scenic afternoon was broken by the sound of the black pickup that was pulling up near the barn in cloud of dust. Kevin jumped out of the passenger seat with his knapsack. The bright sun hurt his hazel eyes, blinding him for a brief moment. The driver got out. "You wait here boy and don't move!" he ordered as he ran around to the back of the barn. Kevin was a handsome man in his mid-twenties. He had high check bones, was about 6 feet tall with a thin, but muscular frame. His brown hair had grown a bit long and was blown back by the breeze. The driver returned with another man who seemed to be in charge. He was dressed in jeans and riding chaps. His black boots were dusty from the trail and his shirt was open revealing his hairy, sweating chest. He had deep, brown eyes, dark moustache, and several days stubble shadowing his face. He spoke to the driver who then walked up to Kevin, took his knapsack to the house, and then got back in the truck to head for parts unknown. Kevin watched the Rancher intensely. He thought of the add he had answered. He thought about the many phone conversations that had led to their meeting in the city and now his invitation here. He wondered to himself if he could handle what would soon happen, but knew he would have little choice nor offer any resistance. |