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He wasn’t surprised that he was noticed--and hailed--by many people He’d spent his life in San Antonio, and he’d been called on during many a "situation" at the riverfront, so he knew a number of bartenders, shopkeepers and restaurant owners Of course, the tourists and visitors were soe boy called out, "Look! It’s Chuck Norris! Hey, Walker, Texas Ranger!"

He tipped his hat to the kid No need to make their visitors think Texans weren’t hospitable and friendly

He was dressed in standard depart a Colt 45, his weapon of choice, and a popular gun auessed that, in a way, he did look like Chuck Norris--or the character he’d played on a long-running TV show Except, of course, that Norris was blond and light-skinned and he had dead-black hair and hazel eyes People did stare There weren’t even two hundred Rangers in the whole state, so he supposed thatfor tourists

Another reason not to carry out an inize thepreviously ent Jackson Croas seated at one of the tables lining an iron fence that arced right out over the water, a cup of coffee in front of him He was dressed in a black suit that seelasses and see at ease while he waited for the ive a daht to the table Croare of hi as he offered his hand

Logan shook hands, studying Crow Yep, Indian blood He assu "Yes I’an Raintree"

"Coan told him "One ancestor was Coian and English You?"

"Cheyenne and all-American mutt, as well," Crow said "I like the concept of that Sit, please Thank you for iven a choice--I was given an order"

Crow didn’t respond to that "Coffee?"

"Coffee sounds good," Logan said, pulling out a chair He noted that the table had been set for three "So us?" he asked

"Yes--a US Marshal," Crow said "We’ll eat when she gets here"

Logan slowly arched his brows "All right, what kind of felon,around San Antonio?"

"We don’t know much about him as yet That’s where you co with you first Marshal O’Brien isn’t due for another half hour or so"

"Doesn’t that ave hi that there was always h at the moment, he sure couldn’t tell what it was

A leather briefcase lay on the table Crow reached into it and produced a sheaf of papers--photos, Logan saw

He didn’t ilance it appeared to be a trash pile, but then, peering closer, he saw human bones beneath the branches, boxes and other refuse

He looked back at Jackson Crow "I wish I could say that a dead body was so unusual," he said

"It’s the circumstances that are unusual," Jackson murmured "Here’s another"

The next picture was of a half-decayed body on a gurney in an autopsy roo a creature iined by a special-effects wizard; the flesh was ripped fro in a macabre an asked