By Margaret Millar
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Hope he does. I wanna have a word. ” “Yeah. ” Ed Landreth showed up at nine o’clock with a redhaired woman wearing eye makeup to match a green dress that clung to her the way she clung to his arm. Perching on a tall stool at the bar, she tossed her hair, arched her back to thrust out an impressive chest, and ordered a strawberry daiquiri. Landreth sat beside her and it was clear from the wadded up handful of bills and change he pulled from a pocket to drop on the bar that the Cockpit wasn’t their first stop of the night, and he didn’t intend it to be the last.
It was a good place to live, four miles from the nearest neighbor, though the cabin was a little small for the two of them—especially with the sled dogs and puppies Jessie rotated in and out on a regular basis. Another room or two would have been nice, but, for now, it suited them well enough, with the assistance of a sizable shed behind it that was half nursery for puppies, half storage for their excess belongings and her mushing equipment. Alex pulled a briar pipe from the pocket of his wool shirt, packed it, and held a kitchen match over the bowl till the tobacco glowed and a fragrant cloud of smoke filled the air around his head.
Alex pulled a map from his coat pocket and began to unfold it. “Yes, and as soon as possible, while he still had energy, because there wouldn’t be much, or any food for a long, strenuous hike…just what was with the survival gear. Can’t be more than thirty miles, and SLEEPING LADY / 31 it’s the closest place to go where there’d be people. ” With a finger, she pointed out a route on the map that led west down a stream into Lower Beluga Lake, then followed the Beluga River to Cook Inlet. “If he could reach the gas field, there’s a gravel road that goes between its buildings and Tyonek to the west.