trying again *laughing* Downed*Angel: Angelitos 1: Out there They’d been driving around most of the afternoon in the shining gold heat; he, Immer, and the man Kwan had told them to find, Albert Marcus. It hadn’t been hard to locate him –there was only one unlicensed vet/witch doctor in San Procopio; the attendant at the Pemex station on the edge of town had pointed without hesitation towards a dim dirt road that slanted off to the left. “Out there,” he’d said. The house was a whitewashed... read more
