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EARTH ANGELS & MAGIC MOMENTS
She was talking to the tower and methodically
scanning the sky around us.
Fifteen minutes ago I was on the ground at The
Venetian, now I’m a thousand feet in the air above it
and halfway to the Hoover Dam.
She flicked us to intercom. “Give me a sec to get us
out of here. Tower says there are over eighty aircraft in
his control zone and I can only see four of them.”
Shoot. I couldn’t see any of them. No point
protesting now. I decided to shut up and let her get on
with it.
Two minutes later we turned right and headed
south. Five minutes after that we set down in the
parking lot across from what looked like a cowboy set
from a wild west movie. The sign over the general
store on the main street read Eldorado Canyon Mine.
I pulled off my headset.
“What the hell are we doing here?”
Julia ignored me until she finished her shut down
procedure.
“Didn’t expect this did you?” She said flicking three
switches in quick succession. “You said finding your
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