Page 44 of Canyon of Deceit
Terror dropped to my toes. His unconscious state indicated far too many issues. Feeling his pulse, a steady beat vibrated through my fingertips. Aware of the precious few inches of rock between me and death, I thanked God for His provision.
Where was Blane’s backpack? Did I even want to know?
A faint moan escaped him.
“Blane, this is Therese.”
His pecan-colored eyes flickered open, and he eyed me strangely. “Where am I?”
Head injury. “We are in the Guadalupe Mountains. Don’t move. You’re on a narrow ledge.”
“Why? Who are you?”
Reality coiled like the rattler. “We are in search of a little girl and her kidnappers. I’m Therese. You fell.”
“What?”
His confusion confirmed a concussion, but how bad was it? “Where do you hurt?”
“My... arm’s broken.”
“I can set it. Any other injuries?”
“My... head.” He attempted to lift his head and smacked it back down on the rock. “What’s your name again?”
“Therese.” Blood mingled with rust-colored hair seized my concern, but I’d not alarm him. “Save your strength. You’re confused from the fall. It takes time for your head to clear.”
“Is it just you and me?”
“Yes.”And God.“Hush. We’ve both been challenged, but we’re survivors. Listen to me. Do not move. Again, you are on a narrow ledge. I need you to stay calm.” I considered Blane’s broken arm, concussion, and possible internal injuries. My paramedic skills were woefully inadequate for the medical care he needed.
He attempted to lift his head again and uttered a string of cursing that I never appreciated but expected. “Sorry,” he whispered. “I think my head’s clearing.”
“Stay with me. Promise me.”
“Yes.” Faint. Scary.
“I’m going to tie a rope around your middle, then I’m climbing back up. Once I’m there, I’ll pull you to safety.”
“That’ll... be hard. Toss me... rope. I’ll do my... part.”
“Your part is to hush and pay attention. I’m experienced in rescue. Your head and arm will hurt like a bear.”
“I have my own words... to describe it.” He gasped.
“Yes, I heard them, rather colorful.”
“I’m remembering a few things.”
“Good. But don’t push it. Do me a favor and stay lucid. I need to position your body so I can get you off this ledge.”
“Did you call the rescue team?”
“They’re expecting us at another site. Hours from here.”
“Leave me. Go meet them.”
“Not happening. We’re partners.”
