We read the rest of the article together. The missing plane, a Bellanca Aircruiser, had been the largest plane in a fleet belonging to Northern Airways. On the way to Winnipeg from The Pas, a mining town in northern Manitoba, the plane and its shipment of gold coins disappeared. (p.96)
Frenzied activity took up the next forty-five minutes. Dashing to the corner to catch the transit bus. Transferring to another. Arriving at the Greyhound terminal. Racing to the ticket counter with just minutes to spare.
My feet clipped ruts and hollows, rounded turns, dipped into long shadows and steered into sunny patches again. Along one stretch, the road curved, veered across a bald patch of prairie and turned directly into the setting sun. I ran, wrapped in a brilliant haze, unable to see the road or my own feet. (p. 70)
Not more than a hundred metres from the road, Simon's belt snagged on a large jagged rock, forcing us to stop.The rock looked oddly out of place - pebbly-looking, gnarled, and more man-made than natural.