The Texas Ranger
Chapter One
There were framed black-and-white photographs of
Texas Rangers on the walls of the San Antonio
Texas Ranger office. Like sepia ghosts of times gone
by, they watched over the modern complex of telephones
and fax machines and computers. Phones
were ringing. Employees at desks were interviewing
people. The hum of working machines settled over
the office, oddly comforting, like an electrical lullaby.
Sergeant Marc Brannon was sitting kicked back
in his swivel chair, his wavy blond-streaked brown
hair shimmering under the ceiling lights as he pondered
a stack of files on his cluttered desk. His narrow,
pale gray eyes were almost closed as he
thought about a disturbing recent mishap.
A close friend and fellow Texas Ranger, Judd
Dunn, had been almost run over by a speeding car
a few weeks earlier during a temporary assignment
to the San Antonio office. There were rumors that it
had something to do with a criminal investigation
into illegal gambling that the FBI was conducting
on local mob boss Jake Marsh in San Antonio. Dunn
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