His eyes widened, and he took a step back. I glanced around quickly. Did he have company? Was he alone? Damn – Jason had warned me about the “Hachita Drug Runners,” so I had been moving cautiously through the old ruins, and still not seen him.
The young man stood staring at me. In his khakis, white shirt, and day pack, he looked like any other hiker out for the day. A slow, half smile spread across his face as I watched the tension drain from his body. His eyes continued to dart around quickly, but had slowed once he realized I was alone.