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Fort Slaughter returns – with brand new cameos of real Flagstaff folks

Fort Slaughter   Prologue   The black-haired woman slammed down the tequila mini and took a deep breath. The booze’s dead-skunk reek steadied her shaking hands. Where was he? And how had she found herself crouched against a dead Ponderosa Pine on a bone-cold quarter-moon mountain night in December? She wrapped her hand around her […]

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