For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. –Corinthians 13:12 CHAPTER ONE GIDEON     W e arrived here by the vermilion cliffs in the dead of night.  It wasn’t until I finally rolled out of bed the next morning after the long ride from Bullhead City that I saw how desolate it was there.           I stumbled out of the Motel 6 while buttoning my leathers around my thighs.  No shower for me.  I was going to get straight down to business and get the fuck out of there.           Holy shit on a crucifix.   There was a neat row of pine trees, obviously planted on the opposite side of the highway to blot out some unsavory view.  If I looked toward the cinnamon mesas I was greeted by a giant, frisky bull on a tall pole.  Dotted lines on his form showed me which cuts of steak I could look forward to.            Oh, and best of all.  A weather-battered sign to my right—I suppose it had be