The Roman stopped for a moment, unable to continue. No one made a sound. There was nothing that anyone could say to lessen the pain.
“I must find him,” said Isaac. “He lives again somewhere on this world. Only he can grant me peace. That is why I cannot stop searching. Why I will not stop searching.”
“Well,” said Bill Mason, groping for the right words, “I still never found Jack Ruby. And, I’d like to ask King Richard III a few questions about the Tower of London.”
“Do not forget Fermat,” added LeBlanc. “Mathematics demands I continue the hunt.”
“Maybe revenge ain’t the answer,” said Crockett. “But who knows? Maybe by the time we caught up with Santy Anna, the General might be up to his old tricks again. Forget everything I said before. What’s a few million miles to Davy Crockett, king of the Wild Frontier?”
Bowie grinned. “For a minute there, I almost worried that you boys might make the wrong decision. Glad to see you woke up in time. Life without challenges ain’t worth