Sublime

bluff

railed as he

McAnnis had had one cult case before, and he knew what didn’t work—words. What did work was kidnapping. He grabbed her off the street in broad daylight—she was walking with just one other Ayuva Daeva devotee, on the way back from the Berkeley Grocery Collective, paper bags in hand—and shoved her into his rental car, placed handcuffs around her

four thousand miles of roadless, trailless terrain through a landscape