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I felt so lost, as if I’d never be able to find my way home again. Then they were on us. It crashed directly into the firewall with a bone-jarring impact. * * *I was lying on my back on a lumpy floor.

Dos Orsos was nowhere to be seen. These were Swainson hawks, not the Redtails I knew from Minnesota. And there was Bill Dzik, lying on his back, stark naked, frozen eyes staring into the murky sky. ”Lucas nodded, wanting to believe it.