“Si, patron. I must. I am sorry, but…” He patted his pistol. “…I have learned things that will prove helpful to my people if they are to fight for their freedom.”
“You have taken on quite a challenge.”
“Yes,” Angel agreed. “We will not be so many at first. But I shall go from village to village, gathering young men to the cause. I think we might become an army, patron.”
“They are fortunate you are going to be their leader. I think bandidos and wealthy oppressors will learn to fear your name.”
“Perhaps. Adios, Don Raul.”
“Adios, Don Angel. Vaya con Dios.”
“And you also,” Angel said. “Go with God.”
Raul watched as his friend took the south road back to Mexico. He stayed there for several long moments lost in deep thought, then looked toward the north. Finally he took up the reins. “Let’s go see what we can find up there, Borrasca.”
The horse snorted and turned as his rider settled in for a long ride.
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