Mustang II – Chapter Four

Feeling the need to step in once more, Ray spoke up. “Meaning what exactly?” he asked, his tone now firming as he began to grow tired of people speaking in riddles. “Well, it’s like this,” explained Dallas, now taking to looking at Ray, as he could sense his frustration. “Right...

With a trail of footprints left in their wake after walking through what remaining morning dew had yet to be burned away by the sun, Mustang, Ray, and Beau arrived next to Dallas’ plane. After using the time it had taken them to cover the 190-yards between the green and...