"10, January, 1969---I tracked McClay at the Chilkad Pass. I found him at the top, half mile from the border. His ankle was broken, his ammunition was spent. He just sat, staring at the horizon. I took his rifle without a struggle. All he said was “Don’t tell my son”, and then he jumped. The man was falling to his death and all he cared about was how his son would remember him. I buried him there this morning. I’ll tell Gerard he got away from me. The last time I saw Ben he was barely tall enough to reach my belt. When I said good-bye, he shook my hand. Never a tear or a complaint. Seven years old and he’s already a stronger man than I’ll ever be. Someday I’ll tell him."
Robert Fraser
"February 13---Ten years ago I would never have walked into something like this. A bear trap so poorly camouflaged a child would have seen it but I didn't. I pried it open and got my leg out but there was no way I could make it back. I was prepared to die out here. And to be honest, I felt I deserved it. A man gets too old for a job he should know it, and stop. But then Buck found me. I don't know how. No one knew where I was going but he found me and carried me back. Three days over terrain a mule couldn't navigate. Laughing his ass off the entire way. Riding like that, completely helpless, slung over Buck's shoulder and staring down his back I came to understand two things. One, at a certain point in life a man's hips spread and there's nothing you can do about it and two, there's a very easy way to define friendship. A friend is someone who won't stop until he finds you and brings you home."
Robert Fraser
"When I took him in, his eyes were pure hatred. As the door to the prison slammed shut behind me, I can still hear his voice and the words he spit out at me, 'I'll find you Fraser if it's the last thing I do. I'll track you down and kill you wherever you go.' That night in my cabin I lay there and thought about fear and what it does to a man. How it eats his insides out and takes the best from him. I listen to the wind make the ice flows creak outside and the wolves bay and a thousand other sounds of the winter night. And as I listen to my heart beat, I released the fear inside me little by little until it was no longer there. And then I closed my eyes and slept soundly until
morning."
Robert Fraser
"Sam Dolton made only one mistake, he planned everything but how he was going to spend the money. Before he did White Horse he left a trail of twenties which lead me right to his door."
Robert Fraser
"I’d have rearranged the landscape, torn down the mountains and diverted the rivers to catch Muldoon and I only had the slimmest of clues. He always managed to be where no one expected him to be; and usually that was where he had just been"
Robert Fraser Pg. 6, Vol. 9