Arroyo Blanco, California (Google Maps ⧉, OpenStreetMap ⧉)

"PART ONE - Arroyo Blanco"

"…but now all of Arroyo Blanco knew the grisly finality of Sacheverell’s fate."

"There were no streetlights in Arroyo Blanco—that was one of the attractions, the rural feel, the sense that you were somehow separated from the city and wedded to the mountains."

"Two stone pillars had framed the road under a wrought-iron bonnet with a Spanish inscription—ARROYO BLANCO—and then a word in English she couldn’t decipher, and there was a little booth there, like the ticket booth in the movies, but no one was inside"

"I have to run at one-thirty. I’m closing that place in Arroyo Blanco—on Dolorosa?—and then, since I’ll be so close, I want to stop in and see that there’re no screwups with the fence company …"

"The fire burned to within five hundred yards of Arroyo Blanco, swerving west and on up the wash in back of the development and over the ridge, where it was finally contained."

"They were on Arroyo Blanco now, Kyra giving a little wave to the moron at the front gate."

"“I’m trying to tell you, it was this Mexican—he’s crazy, he throws himself in front of cars to try and collect on the insurance, he’s the one, and I’ve got a photograph, I caught him out front of Arroyo Blanco, that’s where I live, where we’ve had all that trouble with graffiti lately?”"