Soon, she should be able to make out a dust cloud with her crappy horse vision. They're descending from hilly country, heading south past Beeville where the land starts to smooth out. Big sky, flat land, and miles of desert between.

Kate's not riding hellbent for leather today. She's confident there ain't no one following her, and it'll be hours before they come across town. So, there's no need to exhaust Beaut in this weather.