laws which were not good. So some of us left them and went to a new place to live as we always had. âThey came against us because we did not obey. Some they killed and some they took as slaves, but then we found a place where my ancestor had worked when building things, and we found some other things he had made and some he had begun to make. We used those things to fight them and they left us alone. Johnny helped. He said my ancestor was another Davinch.â âDa Vinci? Leonardo da Vinci was an artist who invented many things.â âI think so.â âYou have come over to this side. Have you done this often?â âIt is not permitted. Somehow they know. I do not know how, but instantly they know. If one comes through he is seized. They do not rest until he is taken.â âWhat about those who rule? Do they go over?â âThey say no, yet sometimes do. Or once they did and then a great water covered the place and for long time they could not until Erik opened the kiva.â âBut there are other ways? He who drew the line on Erikâs blueprints must have come some other way.â âThere are sometime ways. I do not understand but sometimes there are openings. That is how I am here.â âThe great water was probably what we call Lake Powell. We built a dam to stop the water of the Colorado and drowned most of what was Glen Canyon.â They were both silent. His eyes sought the street. Suppose they came now? What would he do? âI must help him,â he said. âYou cannot. They have him.â âWhere will they take him?â âIt is a bad place, a place of fear. It is an old place, a place that was there before we entered into the Fourth World, your world. I have not been there but he who was my motherâs father knew it.â She looked at him with sudden realization. âNow it is you they must take. They must have you. They wish none to know their world exists and now you do.â âAnd you also.â She shrugged a shoulder. âThey know of me. I am hated. I am wanted most of all. I am head of family now, of clan. They look to me. I am descend from He Who Had Magic, the old one who made many things. I must go back.â âThereâs the kiva.â âNo. That is their way. They will watch and they are very near to it.â âBut you came!â âMy way is not sure, very dangerous, but there is a way that is open, most times open. They do not know it. We do not. Only the Saqua know.â âThe Saqua? The hairy ones?â âYou know of them? They are not people, but they know things others do not. They come to hunt or to take sheep to eat.â âSheep? From the Indians?â âThey take sheep. I do not know whose sheep.â He finished his coffee. âWe had better get away from here and do some planning.â Raglan started to rise but a hand dropped on his shoulder. He glanced up. The man was stocky, strongly built. He wore a badge. âMind? Iâve a few questions for the lady. For you, too, for that matter.â He turned and called to the waitress. âMarie? Another cup of coffee.â He glanced from one to the other. âIâm Gallagher. Iâll ask the questions.â Chapter 8 ---- H E GLANCED AT Mike Raglan, then at the girl. âWhatâs your name, maâam?â âKawasi.â âYou from around here?â âI amâ¦tour-ist.â She spoke calmly, without hesitation or fear. âYouâre an Indian?â âLong ago my people live near here. I have come to see where it was.â He turned to Raglan. âYou two old friends?â âWeâve just met. I recognized her from the description of a mutual friendâErik Hokart.â âHokart? Is he the one who plans to build somewhere down the river? Some kind of scientist, isnât he?â âThatâs his